56 THE SILVER FOX 



It isn't finished now, but — I just let it 

 remain unfinished." He looked at her, to 

 see in what manner she would show her 

 gratification, and found her eyes cast down, 

 and her sensitive mouth closed in an un- 

 sympathetic line. He had never known 

 her other than sympathetic, with that quick 

 brain sympathy that was especially hers ; 

 she had shown him without reserve or 

 femininity that his conversation was agree- 

 able to her, but her heart was hidden from 

 him, perhaps from her own inability to 

 reveal it. He felt, as his eyes dwelt on 

 her, that she was complex and unexplored ; 

 he was pleasurably aware that she was 

 attractive. 



" What have you been doing with your- 

 self ?" he went on, in his confident, quiet 

 voice. ** I thought you would have come 

 down to the cutting yesterday to see how 

 we are getting on." 



" It was too cold," said Slaney, indiff'er- 

 ently; "besides, I went to French's Court." 



" It ivas rather cold, especially when one 



