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In the Quarter

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2019
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``What, Yvonne?''

``I want to tell you a secret.''

``What, Yvonne?''

``If you eat so many sardines – ''

``Oh!'' cried Gethryn, half angrily, but laughing, ``you must pay for that!''

``What?'' she said, innocently, but jumped up and kept the table between him and herself.

``You know!'' he cried, chasing her into a corner.

``We are two babies,'' she said, very red, following him back to the table. The paté was eaten in comparative quiet.

``Now,'' she said, with great dignity, setting down her glass, ``behave and get me some hot water.''

Gethryn meekly brought it.

``If you touch me while I am washing these dishes!''

``But let me help?''

``No, go and sit down instantly.''

He fled in affected terror and ensconced himself upon the sofa. Presently he inquired, in a plaintive voice: ``Have you nearly finished?''

``No,'' said the girl, carefully drying and arranging the quaint Egyptian tea-set, ``and I won't for ages.''

``But you're not going to wash all those things? The concierge does that.''

``No, only the wine-glasses and the tea-set. The idea of trusting such fragile cups to a concierge! What a boy!''

But she was soon ready to dry her slender hands, and caught up a towel with a demure glance at Gethryn.

``Which do you think most of – your dogs, or me?''

``Pups.''

``That parrot, or me?''

``Poll.''

``The raven, or me? The cat, or me?''

``Bird and puss.''

She stole over to his side and knelt down.

``Rex, if you ever tire of me – if you ever are unkind – if you ever leave me – I think I shall die.''

He drew her to him. ``Yvonne,'' he whispered, ``we can't always be together.''

``I know it – I'm foolish,'' she faltered.

``I shall not always be a student. I shall not always be in Paris, dear Yvonne.''

She leaned closer to him.

``I must go back to America someday.''

``And – and marry?'' she whispered, chokingly.

``No – not to marry,'' he said, ``but it is my home.''

``I – I know it, Rex, but don't let us think of it. Rex,'' she said, some moments after, ``are you like all students?''

``How do you mean?''

``Have you ever loved – before – a girl, here in Paris – like me?''

``There are none – like you.''

``Answer me, Rex.''

``No, I never have,'' he said, truthfully. Presently he added, ``And you, Yvonne?''

She put her warm little hand across his mouth.

``Don't ask,'' she murmured.

``But I do!'' he cried, struggling to see her eyes, ``won't you tell me?''

She hid her face tight against his breast.

``You know I have; that is why I am alone here, in Paris.''

``You loved him?''

``Yes – not as I love you.''

Presently she raised her eyes to his.

``Shall I tell you all? I am like so many – so many others. When you know their story, you know mine.''

He leaned down and kissed her.

``Don't tell me,'' he said.
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