Her sarcasm was well veiled, but
I could feel the sardonic touch beneath the smiling surface. This
innuendo seemed so gratuitous. I said to her, almost beneath my breath,
that none of the others could hear: "How womanly!"
She did no more than lift her eyebrows in acknowledgment, and went on
talking lightly to Mr. Devlin. Roscoe was cool, but I could see now in
his eyes a kind of smouldering anger; which was quite to my wish. I hoped
he would be meek no longer.
Presently Ruth Devlin said: "Would it not be better to wait till
to-night, when the place is lighted, before the whistle is blown? Then
you can get a better first impression. And if Mrs. Falchion will come
over to our home at Sunburst, we will try and amuse her for the rest of
the day--that is, after she has seen all here."
Mrs. Falchion seemed struck by the frankness of the girl, and for an
instant debated, but presently said: "No, thank you. When all is seen
now, I will go to the hotel, and then will join you all here in the
evening, if that seems feasible. Perhaps Dr. Marmion will escort me here.
Mr. Roscoe, of course, has other duties.
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