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"Don't talk as if you were at a prayer-meeting! He had an exhibition in New York... it was the most fabulous success. He's come abroad to make studies for the decoration of my music-room in New York. Ursula Gillow has given him her garden-house at Roslyn to do. And Mrs. Bockheimer's ball-room oh, Fulmer, where are the cartoons?"
"And, you see, as Grace Fulmer insists on coming with us " "Ah, I see." "Well, there are the five children such a problem," sighed the benefactress. "If you were at a loose end, you know, dear, while Nick's away with his friends, I could really make it worth your while...." "So awfully good of you, Violet; only I'm not, as it happens."
Junie Fulmer, with her strangely mature perception of the case, and seemingly of every case that fate might call on her to deal with, sat for a moment motionless in Susy's hold. Then she freed her wrists with an adroit twist, and leaning back against the pillows said judiciously: "You'll never in the world bring up a family of your own if you take on like this over other people's children."
Susy stood up abruptly, and straightened the expensive hat which hung irresponsibly over Grace's left ear. "What's wrong with it? Junie helped me choose it, and she generally knows," Mrs. Fulmer wailed with helpless hands. "It's the way you wear it, dearest and the bow is rather top-heavy. Let me have it a minute, please."
In the queer social whirligig from which she had so lately fled, it seemed natural enough that a shake of the box should have tossed Nat Fulmer into celebrity, and sent Violet Melrose chasing back from the ends of the earth to bask in his success. Susy knew that Mrs.
On the day when she had gone to Grace Fulmer for counsel and comfort she had little guessed that they would come to her in this form. She had found her friend, more than ever distracted and yet buoyant, riding the large untidy waves of her life with the splashed ease of an amphibian.
A three days' honey-moon with five children in the party-and children with the Fulmer appetite could not but be a costly business; and while she settled details, packed them off to school, and routed out such nondescript receptacles as the house contained in the way of luggage, her thoughts remained fixed on the familiar financial problem.
"Remember the bungalow? And Nick ah, how's Nick?" he brought out triumphantly. "Oh, yes darling Nick?" Mrs. Melrose chimed in; and Susy, her head erect, her cheeks aflame, declared with resonance: "Most awfully well splendidly!" "He's not here, though?" from Fulmer. "No. He's off travelling cruising." Mrs. Melrose's attention was faintly roused. "With anybody interesting?"
Well... that's exactly what happened to me that day... and Ursula, everybody knows, was down at Roslyn at the time, and didn't come up for the opening of the exhibition at all. And Fulmer sits there and laughs, and says it doesn't matter, and that he'll paint another picture any day for me to discover!"
Fulmer a quick embrace and hurried away. She had learned her lesson after all; but it was not exactly the one she had come to seek. The week she had allowed herself had passed, and still there was no word from Nick. She allowed herself yet another day, and that too went by without a letter.
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