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Short Stories | U of South Carolina P | 1974
Transcription 392FLIRTATION AT THE MOULTRIE HOUSE
all of us thought it would lead to that. I confess, I was'nt pleased to
see it, because I knew Dick Meriwether's liking for Georgy, and I
thought him by far the best fellow for her. But this chap, Colleton,
was quite a gentleman, easy, courteous, graceful, very handsome, and
of good family enough. He was something of a fop, and a little too
sentimental for my taste; but he could swallow a cock-tail like a
man, and played billiards like a beauty. I could'nt object to his
attentions to Georgy, and all I could do was to write to Dick, and
give him a hint of the way in which the grey cat was like to jump.
He came in season to see enough to sicken him. For the first day
after he arrived, he could scarcely get to talk at all with Georgy;
she was so much taken up with Colleton. But the very next day, who
should come also, but Soph Kirkland. Poor Georgy was not satisfied
unless her friend could congratulate her on her sweetheart. Colleton
was sent up to the rail-road depot to bring Soph down; my poor
little cousin, being on the sly, and never telling me a word about it.
The consequence has been awful. Colleton, almost in a moment,
became the adorer of Soph, and she was not unwilling. The truth is,
he is a good looking fellow, and very agreeable. You know that
Soph is a beauty, and Colleton saw it. It appears too, that simple little
Georgy, was foolish enough to tell him all about Soph's fortune.
The game was soon up with her; and for two days before the ball,
I could see that Georgy was quite neglected for Soph. For a while,
Georgy refused to see it; but, at last, the thing was forced upon
her in a way not to be mistaken, or misunderstood.
The night of the ball, Soph waltzed several times with Colleton.
He did ask Georgy out with him, on one occasion; but his indiffer-
ence was evident to all. Well, about midnight, Georgy happened to
look round and ask for Soph. She had disappeared. The poor girl
thought she might be taken sick, and ran out to look after her. She
found her, a moment too soon, in one of the ladies' parlors, seated
on a sofa, and with Mr. Augustus Colleton at her feet! Poor Georgy
just clasped her hands together, and staggered back. The guilty
couple started up in confusion, and began a sort of explanation; but
Georgy would not stop to listen. She wheeled about, made off, came
once more to the ball-room, and, though greatly stung, yet the
poison was not mortal. She called up all her strength, and resumed
her dancing with more eagerness than ever. It is wonderful how