" This as though she had worded it
beforehand.
Powart showed little concern. "Of course I am sorry; but perhaps it
is just as well. Beyond a doubt you will soon come to see it as
clearly as you did the other day." He paused as the girl slowly
extended the ring to him. "Why not wear it anyhow, Mona?"
"I'd rather not--not until I am sure. It's a dreadful temptation,
though!"
And Powart had no choice other than to reflect her smile with one of
his own, while he quietly slipped the little case back into his
pocket.
Almost with the same motion he took out a watch. "You must excuse
me. Business of state, as usual."
"Certainly," as she rose. She gave a quick glance around, then shook
her head playfully as Powart took a single eager step toward her.
"Next time," she said; and he bit his lip, gripped her hand tightly,
and strode away. In a minute he and his guards were back in the
yacht, and in three minutes out of sight.
By that time Fort and Mona's mother had returned.
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