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Chapter 7
Hepickeduptheskirtsofhissoutaneandsteppedoverthewrought-ironrailing,feelingitwasinevitablethathehadnotyetdonewithMeggieonthisnight.Ifheconfrontedoneofthewomeninhislife,hemustalsodealwiththeother.Hisamuseddetachmentwascomingback;shecouldnotdispersethatforlong,theoldspider.Thewickedoldspider.Godrother,Godrother!
"DarlingMeggie,don’tcry,"hesaid,sittingonthedew-wetgrassbesideher."Here,I’llbetyoudon’thaveadecenthandkerchief.Womenneverdo.Takemineanddryyoureyeslikeagoodgirl."
Shetookitanddidasshewastold.
"Youhaven’tevenchangedoutofyourfinery.Haveyoubeensittingheresincemidnight?"
"Yes."
"DoBobandJackknowwhereyouare?"
"ItoldthemIwasgoingtobed."
"What’sthematter,Meggie?"
"Youdidn’tspeaktometonight!"
"Ah!Ithoughtthatmightbeit.Come,Meggie,lookatme!"
Awayintheeastwasapearlyluster,afleeingoftotaldarkness,andtheDroghedaroosterswereshriekinganearlywelcometothedawn.Sohecouldseethatnotevenprotractedtearscoulddimthelovelinessofhereyes.
"Meggie,youwerebyfartheprettiestgirlattheparty,andit’swellknownthatIcometoDroghedamoreoftenthanIneed.IamapriestandthereforeIoughttobeabovesuspicion—abitlikeCaesar’swife—butI’mafraidpeopledon’tthinksopurely.AspriestsgoI’myoung,andnotbad-looking."
