Celia turned away from the gate and walked slowly beside Reggie.

"You jump at conclusions," she said. "You have only seen him for a

moment or two, and at a distance."

"I've got very good eyes," said Reggie; "and a moment or two's long

enough; it's the first impression that's valuable; and, as I say, if

there's any truth in the theory that you can read a character by facial

characteristics, that gentleman is about as bad as they make 'em."

"But--forgive me--that you should be able to judge so swiftly sounds

absurd."

"Well, it may be," admitted Reggie, grudgingly. "But I'll bet my last

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dollar that I'm right. Why, don't you see," he went on, earnestly,

insistently, "the man's got all the wrong points; the low, shelving

brow, the weak chin, the--the wrong lips. Did you notice the trick he

has of looking sideways under his lids? You know what I mean, the

furtive 'does-anyone-know' look?"

"I have noticed it," said Celia, reluctantly. "I have only seen him once

or twice. I--I agree with you partly, and I don't think he's a good

man."

"Good man!" retorted Reggie, with a laugh of derision. "You take it

from me that he's as bad as they make 'em. It's my belief that he's done

something already--something he's ashamed of; something he's afraid may

be found out. Oh, laugh if you like; but, look here, Miss Grant, you

take my advice and keep clear of that man."

"I mean to," said Celia, as lightly as she could. "And so, as he's in

the front of the house, I'm going in at this side door. Good-bye; I'll

write to you."

Reggie walked on towards the Grange, and as he approached Susie's

cottage, his step grew slow, so slow that, when he came to the gate, he

almost stopped; and his eyes searched the door and the window eagerly;

but he was not rewarded by a sight of the sad, pretty face which had

moved him so deeply.




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