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She was not a bit like her sincere self, the natural, well-bred Elise that we all love so much, but more like her mother with her smart-set manner and flippant witticisms. I thought Cousin Sally was a little concerned about her precious Philippe. Cousin Sally is much more Frenchified in her soul than she dreams.

"True, but a lot of your mother's friends are in her set." "I know. But mother always avoids going to her dances if she possibly can. We had a good excuse to be away, as mother was packing." "Elise was there," he remarked. "And you danced with her, of course. She's such a ripping dancer." "Twice. When I found you were not there I went on to the club," he replied, with his usual air of boredom.

As long as you can be happy with us." But there was an uncomfortable pause, for Farnsworth didn't second Patty's invitation or make any comment on it. "I'm going down to New York in the car this afternoon," said Elise. "Want to go, Azalea?" "Yes, I'd be glad to." "All right, be ready about three. You going, Pattibelle?" "No; not to-day.

There was a moment of almost breathless silence, broken only by a faint moan from Wren's tortured lips and the childish whimpering of that other the half-crazed, terror-stricken soldier. "Elise," came the whisper, barely audible, as Carmody strove to lift his head, "she promised" but the head sank back on Blakely's knee.

Whilst little Sophie Couteau, already forgotten, was putting on, her shoes again, Elise Rouquet appeared, and, removing her wrap, displayed her diseased face to view. She related that she had been bathing it with her handkerchief ever since the morning, and it seemed to her that her sore, previously so fresh and raw, was already beginning to dry and grow paler in colour.

Mary, spoiled by the companionship of the older girls for the society of those her own age, was afraid that Elise would be a repetition of Girlie Dinsmore; but before they had gone half a mile together they were finding each other so vastly entertaining that by the time they reached The Beeches they felt like old friends.

It came from the highest quarter, contained most honourable and flattering praise of the services of Judge Frank, of which the government had long been observant, and now offered him elevation to the highest regal court of justice. When Elise had finished the letter she looked up inquiringly to her husband, who stood beside her.

The hotel where they were to lunch was a quaint, old-fashioned house, built around three sides of a garden. It was called the Hotel du Grand- Conde, and Patty said, "I suppose we shall see and hear of nothing but the Condes for the rest of the day. I believe the whole interest of Chantilly centres in that Conde crowd." "You seem to know a lot about it," said Elise banteringly.

They didn't go about trying to hunt up the impossible. 'On ne cherche pas midi a quatorze heures'. You hold, as I do, to the old fashions, though you are not nearly so old, my dear Elise, and Jacqueline's mother thought as we think. She would say that her daughter is being very badly brought up. To be sure, all young creatures nowadays are the same.

All he can say is: 'Ça va mieux, mademoiselle, ça va mieux! As for being imprudent going to the country alone, why, I am surely big enough, old enough and ugly enough to take care of myself," and Judy made a face and assumed a militant air. "Well, you are ridiculous enough to carry through any project," laughed Elise. "And where will you go, you big, ugly, old thing?" "Oh, not far. St.