I don't think the position of a married woman discovered
kissing a man other than her husband _is_ enviable; do you?'
Marion's obtuse and unreasonable attitude puzzled me. I am quick
tempered, and was about to reply hotly, when the door opened and
Elizabeth entered.
'Miss Marryun,' she said, nodding mysteriously in the direction of my
sister-in-law, 'I bin lookin' at the cards for you an' I see a warnin'
in 'em. You'll 'ave to keep an eye on 'im if you want to keep 'im.'
Marion did not look so mystified as I expected at this unusual
outburst. 'Thank you for the warning, Elizabeth,' she said in an
affable tone.
'You gotta rival for 'is affeckshuns,' continued Elizabeth.
Marion raised an eyebrow in my direction. 'No doubt,' she commented.
'What is all this nonsense?' I asked, a little testily.
'Elizabeth is, as you know, a fatalist,' explained Marion. 'She places
her faith in cards, which, I am repeatedly telling her, is utter
nonsense.'
'It aint nonsense,' expostulated Elizabeth in an injured tone. 'You
gotta fair rival acrost your parth----'
'I'm glad I'm dark,' I murmured.
'Fair an' false she is,' continued the soothsayer, 'the words of 'er
mouth are like 'oney an'----'
'I tell you I consider all this rubbish,' interrupted Marion briskly.
'You would be far better not to believe in such foolish things,
Elizabeth. They do you no good.
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