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"That was kind of you," he murmured, and they were silent a long time. It had come over her suddenly in the afternoon that she must see Cairy, must drink again the peculiar and potent draught which he alone of men seemed to be able to offer her. So she had written the note and made the excuse. She would not have given up the Hillyers altogether.
After the servant had gathered up her wrap and gloves, Conny looked over the room, gave another curve to the dark curtains, and ordered whiskey and cigarettes. It was plain that she was expecting some one. She had gone to the Hillyers' to dinner as she had promised Percy, and just as the party was about to leave for the opera had pleaded a headache and returned home.
"Yes, and you will go to the Hillyers to-morrow?" "I think so, Tom will take me." After the door closed Conny went to her desk and wrote the note to Isabelle. Then after meditating a few moments, more notes of invitation. She did not take Percy's objection to Tom seriously. She had decided to present a variety of people to the Lanes.
"She is good to behold," he observed, helping himself to whiskey. "Not your kind, Tommy!" Conny warned with a laugh. "The Prices are very good people. You'll find that Isabelle will keep you at the proper distance." Cairy yawned as if the topic did not touch him. "I thought you were going to Manon with the Hillyers." "I was, but I came home instead!" Conny replied softly, and their eyes met.
It was clearly her duty, her plan of life as she saw it, for her to go to the Hillyers'. But having put in an appearance, flattered the old lawyer, and had her little talk with Senator Thomas before dinner, she felt that she had earned her right to a few hours of sentimental indulgence.... Conny, sitting there before the fire, looking her most seductive best, had the clear conscience of a child.
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