When she
learned that he was Mr. Munson's intimate friend and that he was
aware of her treatment of the latter, she was somewhat
disconcerted. One so forewarned might not become an easy prey. But
the additional fact that he was almost a woman-hater put her upon
her mettle at once, and she felt that here was a chance for a
conquest such as she had never made before. She now believed that
she had discovered the key to his indifference. He was ready
enough to amuse himself with her as a clever woman, but knew her
too well to bestow upon her even a friendly thought.
"If I can bring him to my feet it will be a triumph indeed," she
murmured exultantly; "and at my feet he shall be if he gives me
half a chance." Seemingly he gave her every chance that she could
desire, and while he scarcely made any effort to seek her society,
she noted with secret satisfaction that he often appeared as if
accidentally near her, and that he ever made it the easiest and
most natural thing in the world for her to join him. His
conversation was often as gay and unconventional as she could
wish; but she seldom failed to detect in it an uncomfortable
element of satire and irony.
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