Alpha Book

"Upon my word," she said gaily, "you are certainly spring incarnate,
Miss Erroll--the living embodiment of all this!" She swung her
riding-crop in a circle and laughed, showing her perfect teeth. "But
where is that faithful attendant cavalier of yours this morning? Is he
so grossly material that he prefers Wall Street, as does my good lord
and master?"
"Do you mean Gerald?" asked Eileen innocently, "or Captain Selwyn?"
"Oh, either," returned Rosamund airily; "a girl should have something
masculine to talk to on a morning like this. Failing that she should
have some pleasant memories of indiscretions past and others to come,
D.V.; at least one little souvenir to repent--smilingly. Oh, la! Oh, me!
All these wretched birds a-courting and I bumping along on Dobbin,
lacking even my own Gilpin! Shall we gallop?"
Eileen nodded.
When at length they pulled up along the reservoir, Eileen's hair had
rebelled as usual and one bright strand eurled like a circle of ruddy
light across her cheek; but Rosamund drew bridle as immaculate as ever
and coolly inspected her companion.


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