The Danger Mark Part 14
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"Come," she said, unconsciously imperious.
He looked across the room and saw Dysart.
"But I haven't begun to tell you--" he began; and she interrupted smilingly:
"I know enough about you for a while; I have learned that you are a very wonderful young man and that I'm inclined to like you. You will come to see me, won't you?... No, I can't remain here another second. I want to go to Kathleen. I want you to ask her to dance, too.... Please don't urge me, Duane. I--this is my first dinner dance--yes, my very first.
And I _don't_ intend to sit in corners--I wish to dance; I desire to be happy. I want to see lots and lots of men, not just one.... You don't know all the lonely years I must make up for every minute now, or you wouldn't look at me in such a sulky, bullying way.... Besides--do you think I find you a compensation for all those delightful people out yonder?"
He glanced up and saw Dysart still watching them. Suddenly he dropped his hand over hers.
"Perhaps you may find that compensation in me some day," he said. "How do you know?"
"What a silly thing to say! Don't paw me, Duane; you hurt my hand. Look at what you've done to my fan!"
"It came between us. I'm sorry for anything that comes between us."
Both were smiling fixedly; he said nothing for a moment; their gaze endured until she flinched.
"Silly," she said, "you are trying to tyrannise over me as you did when we were children. I remember now----"
"_You_ did the bullying then."
"Did I? Then I'll continue."
"No, you won't; it's my turn."
"I will if I care to!"
"Try it."
"Very well. Take me to Kathleen."
"Not until I have the dances I want!"
Again their eyes met in silence. Dark little lights glimmered in hers; his narrowed. The fixed smile died out.
"The dances _you_ want!" she repeated. "How do you propose to secure them? By crus.h.i.+ng my fingers or dragging me about by my hair? I want to tell you something, Duane: these blunt, masterful men are very amusing on the stage and in fiction, but they're not suitable to have tagging at heel----"
"I won't do any tagging at heel," he said; "don't count on it."
"I have no inclination to count on you at all," she retorted, thoroughly irritated.
"You will have it some day."
"Oh! Do you think so?"
"Yes.... I didn't mean to speak the way I did. Won't you give me a dance or two?"
"No. I had no idea how horrid you could be.... I was told you were....
Now I can believe it. Take me to Kathleen; do you hear me?"
After a step or two he said, not looking at her:
"I'm really sorry, Geraldine. I'm not a brute. Something about that fellow Dysart upset me."
"Please don't talk about it any more."
"No.... Only I _am_ glad to see you again, and I do care for your regard."
"Then earn it," she said unevenly, as her anger subsided. "I don't know very much about men in the world, but I know enough to understand when they're offensive."
"Was I?"
"Yes.... Because you carried me away with a high hand, you thought it the easiest way to take with me on every occasion.... Duane, do you know, in some ways, we are somewhat alike? And that is why we used to fight so."
"I believe we are," he said slowly. "But--I was never able to keep away from you."
"Which makes our outlook rather stormy, doesn't it?" she said, turning to him with all of her old sweet friendly manner. "_Do_ let us agree, Duane. Mercy on us! we ought to adore each other--unless we have forgotten the quarrelsome but adorable friends.h.i.+p of our childhood. _I_ thought you were the perfection of all boys."
"I thought there was no girl to equal you, Geraldine."
She turned audaciously, not quite knowing what she was saying:
"Think so now, Duane! It will be good for us both."
"Do you mean it?"
"Not--seriously," she said.... "And, Duane, please don't be too serious with me. I am--you make me uncertain--you make me uncomfortable. I don't know just what to say to you or just how it will be taken. You mustn't be--that way--with _me_; you won't, will you?"
He was silent for a moment; then his face lighted up. "No," he said, laughing; "I'll open another can of plat.i.tudes.... You're a dear to forgive me."
Dancing had been general before the cotillion; debutantes continued to arrive in shoals from other dinners, a gay, rosy, eager throng, filling drawing-rooms, conservatory, and library with birdlike flutter and chatter, overflowing into the breakfast-room, banked up on the stairs in bright-eyed battalions.
The cotillion, led by Jack Dysart dancing alone, was one of those carefully thought out intellectual affairs which shakes New York society to its intellectual foundations.
In one figure Geraldine came whizzing into the room in a Palm Beach tricycle-chair trimmed with orchids and propelled by Peter Tappan; and from her seat amid the flowers she distributed favours--live white c.o.c.katoos, clinging, flapping, screeching on gilded wands; fans spangled with tiny electric jewels; parasols of pink silk set with incandescent lights; crystal cages containing great, pale-green Luna moths alive and fluttering; circus hoops of gilt filled with white tissue paper, through which the men jumped.
There was also a Totem-pole figure--and other things, including supper and champagne, and the semi-obscurity of conservatory and stairs; and there was the usual laughter to cover heart-aches, and the inevitable torn gowns and crushed flowers; and a number of young men talking too loud and too much in the cloak-room, and Rosalie Dysart admitting to Scott Seagrave in the conservatory that n.o.body really understood her; and Delancy Grandcourt edging about the outer borders of the flowery, perfumed vortex, following Geraldine and losing her a hundred times.
On one of these occasions she was captured by Duane Mallett and convoyed to the supper-room, where later she became utterly transfigured into a laughing, blus.h.i.+ng, sparkling, delicious creature, small ears singing with her first venturesome gla.s.s of champagne.
All the world seemed laughing with her; life itself was only an endless bubble of laughter, swelling the gay, unending chorus; life was the hot breeze from scented fans stirring a thousand roses; life was the silken throng and its whirling and its feverish voices crying out to her to live!
Her childhood's playmate had come back a stranger, but already he was being transformed, through the magic of laughter, into the boy she remembered; awkwardness of readjusting her relations with him had entirely vanished; she called him dear Duane, laughed at him, chatted with him, appealed, contradicted, rebuked, tyrannised, until the young fellow was clean swept off his feet.
Then Dysart came, and for the second time the note of coquetry was struck, clearly, unmistakably, through the tension of a moment's preliminary silence; and Duane, dumb, furious, yielded her only when she took Dysart's arm with a finality that became almost insolent as she turned and looked back at her childhood's comrade, who followed, scowling at Dysart's graceful back.
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