Guy could not
explain why it was that opposition from Agnes always aroused all his
powers of antagonism. Yet so it was, and now he was as fully
determined that Maddy Clyde should come to Aikenside as Agnes was that
she should not. He knew, too, how to attain this end without further
altercation.
"Very well," was his quiet reply, "you can remain at home if you
choose, of course. I had intended taking you myself, wherever you
wished to go; and not only that, but I was about to ask how much was
needed for the necessary additions to your wardrobe, but if you prefer
remaining here to giving up a most unfounded prejudice against a girl
who never harmed you, and whom Jessie already loves, you can do so,"
and Guy walked from the room, leaving Agnes first to cry, then to
pout, then to think it all over, and finally to decide that going to
Saratoga and Newport under the protection of Guy, was better than
carrying out a whim, which, after all, was nothing but a whim.
Accordingly next morning as Guy was in his library reading his papers,
she went tripping up to him, and folding her white hands upon his
shoulder, said, very prettily:
"I was real cross last night, and let my foolish pride get the
ascendency, but I have considered the matter, and am willing for this
Miss Clyde to come, provided you still think it best.
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