Things being thus settled, the two talked on amiably for some
time, and discussed the chances of Random marrying Donna Inez.
Both acknowledged that the Peruvian lady was handsome enough, but
had not a word to say for herself.
While thus chattering, Professor Braddock trotted into the room,
looking brisk and bright from his stroll in the cold frosty air.
Gifted as he was with scientific assurance, the little man was
not at all taken aback by the cold reception of Mrs. Jasher, but
rubbed his hands cheerfully.
"Ah, there you are, Selina," said he, looking like a bright-eyed
robin. "I hope you are feeling well."
"How can you expect me to feel well after what you said?"
remarked Mrs. Jasher reproachfully, and anxious to make a virtue
of forgiveness.
"Oh, I beg pardon: I beg pardon. Surely, Selina, you are not
going to make a fuss over a trifle like that?"
"I did not give you permission to call me Selina."
"Quite so. But as we are to be married, I may as well get used
to your Christian name, my dear."
"I am not so sure that we will be married," said Mrs. Jasher
stiffly.
"Oh, but we must," cried Braddock in dismay. "I am depending
upon your money to finance my expedition to Queen Tahoser's
tomb.
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