He wondered what that breach could be, and what had been its
cause.
And then an idea began to open its possibilities. What a splendid
return, if, somehow, he could do something that would help bring
together these two persons who had befriended him! . . .
But most of the time, while he waited for Miss Sherwood to summon him
again, he wondered about Maggie. Yes, as he had told Miss Sherwood,
Maggie was the most important problem of his life: all his many other
problems were important only in the degree that they aided or hindered
the solution of Maggie. Where was she?--what was she doing?--how was
he, in this pleasant prison which he dared not leave, ever to overcome
her scorn of him, and ever to divert her from that dangerous career in
which her proud and excited young vision saw only the brilliant and
profitable adventure of high romance?
CHAPTER XIII
When Maggie rode away forever from the house of the Duchess with
Barney Palmer and her father, after the denunciation of Larry by the
three of them as a stool and a squealer, she was the thrilled
container of about as many diversified emotions as often bubble and
swirl in a young girl at one and the same time. There was anger and
contempt toward Larry: Larry who had weakly thrown aside a career in
which he was a master, and who had added to that bad the worse of
being a traitor.
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