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Grimby assisted to shorten the matter, "the American Temple Barholm apparently knew the fact, brought him here for that reason, and for the same reason kept him secreted and under restraint." "No! No!" cried Miss Alicia. "Never! Never! I beg you not to say such a thing. Excuse me I cannot listen! It would be wrong ungrateful. Excuse me!"
I suppose it is, but now and then I prefer to dispense with it. In my bath, for instance, and almost always in omnibuses." "How absurd you are! Then we'll stay here." Miss Howe softly manipulated her cigarette and watched Alicia sacrifice two matches. "There's Rosa Norton of our company," she went on. "Poor dear old Rosy.
He mused upon this for an instant, as if it presented Alicia for the first time under such an aspect. "She has been immensely kind," he asserted, "but she wasn't at first. At first she was hostile, like you, only that her hostility was different, just as she is different. She had to be converted," he went on hopefully, "but it was less difficult than I imagined.
"She is a vain, frivolous, heartless little coquette," said Alicia, addressing herself to her Newfoundland dog Caesar, who was the sole recipient of the young lady's confidences; "she is a practiced and consummate flirt, Caesar; and not contented with setting her yellow ringlets and her silly giggle at half the men in Essex, she must needs make that stupid cousin of mine dance attendance upon her.
"Lady Alicia had better rope in her ranch when the roping is good," I retorted, chilled a little by her repeated intrusion into the situation. For I had no intention of speaking of Lady Alicia Newland with bated breath, just because she had a title.
Alicia brought thus to bay, and by one she had trusted most, stepped quickly forward, and quivering with vague doubts, aghast before unheard-of possibilities, she tremulously remarked: "We did not sleep together last night. You had to come into my room to get my slippers. Why did you do this? What was in your mind, Caroline?" A steady look, a low laugh choked with many emotions answered her.
It was the old, old sophistication, so perfect in its concentration behind the kol-brushed eyes and the brown breasts, the igniting, flickering, raging of an instinct upon the stage. Alicia, when it was over, said to Mrs. Yardley, "How the modern woman goes off upon side issues!" to which that lady nodded a rather suspicious assent.
"On second thoughts," said The Author, critically, "I discover that I do not wholly disapprove of you. Come outside. I wish to talk about the venerable, and yet common design that tops every outside window and door of this house. What do you call that design, may I ask?" "Why, everybody knows the Greek fret!" said Alicia, staring at it. "It's as old as the hills." "Exactly," agreed The Author.
"Let me introduce my nephew, Lord Tulliwuddle the Baroness von Blitzenberg," said she; and having innocently hurled this bomb, retired from further participation in the drama. With young and diffident men Alicia had a pleasant instinct for conducting herself as smilingly as though they were the greatest wits about the town.
Do we marry the baronet, and is poor Cousin Bob to be the best man at the wedding?" "Sir Harry Towers is a noble-hearted young man," said Alicia, still trying to pass her cousin. "But do we accept him yes or no? Are we to be Lady Towers, with a superb estate in Hertfordshire, summer quarters for our hunters, and a drag with outriders to drive us across to papa's place in Essex?
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