"
"I'm not exactly an ordinary clergyman," said Meldon, "and she
certainly did want to flirt with me. I could see it by the expression
of her eye. Any man who knows anything about women gets into the way
of judging them very largely by the expression of their eyes. You find
after a little practice that you are able to tell with almost absolute
certainty what their intentions are; and there was no mistake about
Miss King's this afternoon."
"I'm glad," said the Major, "that you went away at once."
"I didn't," said Meldon. "It was she who went away. I hurt her
feelings by telling her plainly that I was a married man. She flew
into a temper and pranced off."
"She must be a very--"
"No, she's not--not in the least. It was simply a case of what Virgil
calls 'spretae injuria formae.'"
"Talk English," said Major Kent. "You know I don't understand Latin."
"Never mind," said Meldon; "you wouldn't understand it a bit better if
I put it into English. You haven't the necessary experience. And in
any case it doesn't in the least matter. The important thing for you
to get a hold of is that the marriage is arranged, and unless something
quite unforeseen turns up it will come off.
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