CHAPTER XXI
LORD DREWITT: AMBASSADOR
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I THINK you have been very cruel, Jerry." Lola looked at Beresford reproachfully, then suddenly turned her head aside, conscious of a twitching at the corners of her mouth.
They were sitting in the winter-garden of the Belle Vue after dinner, and Beresford had just finished telling her of his call upon Lady Drewitt.
"Cruel!" he repeated uncomprehendingly. "How cruel?"
"Don't you see what it would mean to her if?" she broke off.
"But she hasn't got to live with you," he protested.
She lowered her eyes, and a faint blush stole into her cheeks.
"It was cruel," she said quietly; "it was very cruel and—and" Again the corners of her mouth twitched in spite of her efforts to control them.
"I know what you were going to say," he cried boyishly.
"No you don't."
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