"Cecil Reeve?"

"Yes. Do you know him?"

"No. My sister Catharine does."

Clive seemed interested and curious: "Cecil Reeve and I were at

Harvard together. I haven't seen much of him since."

"What sort is he, Clive?"

"Nice--Oh, very nice. A good sport;--a good deal of a sport.... Which

sister did you say?"

"Catharine."

"That's the cunning little one with the baby stare and brown curls?"

"Yes."

There was a silence. Clive sat absently fidgeting with his glass, and

Athalie watched him. Presently without looking up he said: "Yes, Cecil

Reeve is a very decent sport.... Rather gay. Good-looking chap. Nice

sort.... But rather a sport, you know."

The girl nodded.

"Catharine mustn't believe all he says," he added with a laugh. "Cecil has

a way--I'm not knocking him, you understand--but a young--inexperienced

girl--might take him a little bit too seriously.... Of course your sister

wouldn't."

"No, I don't think so.... Are you that way, too?"

He raised his eyes: "Do you think I am, Athalie?"

"No.... But I can't help wondering--a little uneasily at times--how

you can find me as--as companionable as you say you do.... I can't

help wondering how long it will last."

"It will last as long as you do."

"But you are sure to find me out sooner or later, Clive."

"Find you out?"

"Yes--discover my limits, exhaust my capacity for entertaining you,

extract the last atom of amusement out of me. And--what then?"

"Athalie! What nonsense!"

"Is it?"

"Certainly it's nonsense. How can I possibly tire of such a girl as

you? I scarcely even know you yet. I don't begin to know you. Why you

are a perfectly unexplored, undiscovered girl to me, yet!"

"Am I?" she asked, laughing. "I supposed you had discovered about all

there is to me."

He shook his head, looking at her curiously perplexed: "Every time we

meet you are different. You always have interesting views on any

subject. You stimulate my imagination. How could I tire?

"Besides, somehow I am always aware of reserved and hidden forces in

you--of a character which I only partly know and admire--capabilities,

capacities of which I am ignorant except that, intuitively, I seem to

know they are part of you."

"Am I as complex as that to you?"

"Sometimes," he admitted. "You are just now for example. But usually

you are only a wonderfully interesting and charming girl who brings

out the best side of me and keeps me amused and happy every moment

that I am with you."




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