"
It was a somewhat daring parallel, for Winston, who dare not look at
his companion and saw that he had failed, knew the play.
"Isn't the subject a trifle difficult?" he asked.
"Then," said Maud Barrington, "we will end it. Still, you promised
that I should understand--a good deal--when the time came."
Winston nodded gravely. "You shall," he said.
Then, somewhat to his embarrassment, the two figures moved further
across the window, and as they were silhouetted against the blue
duskiness, he saw that there was an arm about the waist of the girl's
white dress. He became sensible that Maud Barrington saw it too, and
then that, perhaps to save the situation, she was smiling. The two
figures, however, vanished, and a minute later a young girl in a long
white dress came in, and stood still, apparently dismayed when she saw
Maud Barrington. She did not notice Winston, who sat further in the
shadow. He, however, saw her face suddenly crimson.
"Have you been here long?" she asked.
"Yes," said Maud Barrington, with a significant glance towards the
window. "At least ten minutes. I am sorry, but I really couldn't help
it. It was very hot in the other room, and Allender was singing."
"Then," said the girl, with a little tremor in her voice, "you will not
tell?"
"No," said Maud Barrington. "But you must not do it again."
The girl stooped swiftly and kissed her, then recoiled with a gasp when
she saw the man, but Maud Barrington laughed.
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