4/21 But the smouldering fire of jealousy in the man, fanned into flame by Hardyman, now showed itself for the first time. His looks, even more than his words, would have warned a woman with any knowledge of the natures of men to be careful how she answered him. Young, giddy, and inexperienced, Isabel followed the flippant impulse of the moment, without a thought of the consequences. "I'm sure it's very kind of Mr.Hardyman to speak favorably of me," she said, with a pert little laugh. "I hope you are not jealous of him, Mr.Moody ?" Moody was in no humor to make allowances for the unbridled gayety of youth and good spirits. |