He had not played his little game so long
without learning its fine points. There were times to woo a woman
with a strong arm, and there were other times that required other
methods.
"Right-o," he said, "I'm sorry. I've been thinking about you so
much that I daresay I have got farther in our friendship than I
should. Do you know that you haven't been out of my mind since
that ride we had together?"
"Really? Would you like some tea?"
"Thanks, yes. Do you dislike my telling you that?"
She rang the bell, and then stood Lacing him.
"I don't mind, no. But I am trying very hard to forget that ride,
and I don't want to talk about it."
"When a beautiful thing comes into a man's life he likes to
remember it."
"How can you call it beautiful?"
"Isn't it rather fine when two people, a man and a woman, suddenly
find a tremendous attraction that draws them together, in spite of
the fact that everything else is conspiring to keep them apart?"
"I don't know," she said uncertainly. "It just seemed all wrong,
somehow."
"An honest impulse is never wrong."
"I don't want to discuss it, Mr. Akers. It is over."
While he was away from her, her attraction for him loomed less than
the things she promised, of power and gratified ambition.
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