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The news that Mr. Lansing had forwarded to Berlin a protest against the Belgian deportations was received with great applause by the whole of the Press.
Because, you see, at home we never really have understood Tiepolo; and Mr. Beck and Eldorada are the only ones to realize it. Mr. Buttles simply won't." She turned to Lansing and held out her hand. "I am in love," she repeated earnestly, "and that's the reason why I find art such a RE source."
"Why, Daisy Randolph! is it possible that's you? Is it Daisy Randolph? what have you done to yourself? How you have improved!" "She is very much improved," said Miss Bentley more soberly. "She has been learning the fashions," said Miss Lansing, her bright eyes dancing as good-humouredly as ever. "Daisy, now when your hair gets long you'll look quite nice. That frock is made very well."
Secretary Lansing pointed out another clause of equal import in the treaty of 1799, providing: "All persons belonging to any vessels of war, public or private, who shall molest or insult in any manner whatever the people, vessel, or effects of the other party, shall be responsible in their persons and property for damages and interests, sufficient security for which shall be given by all commanders of private armed vessels before they are commissioned."
"Fanny doesn't like us much," Phylis went on, "but we stopped to listen, and we heard Dorothy Mead say: "'Well, don't be a baby about it. Of course, if you want to have Polly boss you, you can, and Fanny " "No, then Dorothy Lansing said, 'you'd only have to coast down the hill once, to show her you wouldn't let her," Jane interrupted.
Lansing, also aloof, had picked out a post from which he could observe the girl: she wore a new look to him since he had seen her as the centre of all these scattered threads of intrigue. Yes; decidedly she was growing handsomer; or else she had learned how to set off her massive lines instead of trying to disguise them.
"The Treadwell woman won't lose her hold on Lansing: not even for four years!" Matilda's eyes dropped and she kept silent. "She's about ruined him," Levi went on. "I put it to her plain and solemn, but she always slips through argument like a greased snake. Said I let me have his next four years.
She was conscious of a certain hesitation, but she did not allow it to influence her. "I don't doubt it," she rejoined with a smile. "Can't you let me have a check? That will make you my creditor, but I'm not afraid you'll be very exacting. "Well," was the response, "I will see what I can do." She went out and Lansing filled his pipe with a feeling of satisfaction.
Besides, I haven't told him about Jessie Orchil's party " "Drina, dear, you know I can't let you. Say good-night, now if you want Mr. Lansing and your Uncle Philip to come to another party." "I'll just whisper one more confidence very fast," she said to Boots. He inclined his head; she placed both hands on his shoulders, and, kneeling on the sofa, laid her lips close to his ear.
"We must keep it from him at least for to-day." Lansing entered the room. "Is she dead?" he asked quietly. He could not doubt, from what he had overheard, that she was. "God help him! He 'll have to know it now," exclaimed Pinney. "Is she dead?" repeated Lansing. "No, she is n't dead." "Is she dying, then?" "No, she is well." "It's the children, then?" "No," answered Pinney. "They are all right."