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"
Well
,
now
for
a
rarebit
,
"
exclaimed
Lynde
,
easily
,
turning
to
Lord
,
who
stood
behind
him
smiling
.
"
You
have
n't
a
match
,
have
you
?
We
've
had
a
run
of
bad
luck
,
that
's
sure
.
"
Lynde
was
secretly
the
least
bit
disgruntled
,
for
if
he
had
won
he
had
intended
to
take
a
portion
of
the
winnings
and
put
it
in
a
necklace
or
some
other
gewgaw
for
Aileen
.
Now
he
must
pay
for
it
.
Yet
there
was
some
satisfaction
in
having
made
an
impression
as
a
calm
and
indifferent
,
though
heavy
loser
.
He
gave
Aileen
his
arm
.
"
Well
,
my
lady
,
"
he
observed
,
"
we
did
n't
win
;
but
we
had
a
little
fun
out
of
it
,
I
hope
?
That
combination
,
if
it
had
come
out
,
would
have
set
us
up
handsomely
.
Better
luck
next
time
,
eh
?
"
He
smiled
genially
.
"
Yes
,
but
I
was
to
have
been
your
luck
,
and
I
was
n't
,
"
replied
Aileen
.
"
You
are
all
the
luck
I
want
,
if
you
're
willing
to
be
.
Come
to
the
Richelieu
to-morrow
with
me
for
lunch
--
will
you
?
"
"
Let
me
see
,
"
replied
Aileen
,
who
,
observing
his
ready
and
somewhat
iron
fervor
,
was
doubtful
.
"
I
ca
n't
do
that
,
"
she
said
,
finally
,
"
I
have
another
engagement
.
"
"
How
about
Tuesday
,
then
?
"
Aileen
,
realizing
of
a
sudden
that
she
was
making
much
of
a
situation
that
ought
to
be
handled
with
a
light
hand
,
answered
readily
:
"
Very
well
--
Tuesday
!
Only
call
me
up
before
.
I
may
have
to
change
my
mind
or
the
time
.
"
And
she
smiled
good-naturedly
.
