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The family, the ladies especially, laughed; the Peterses laughed; the Simpkinsons laughed; Barney Maguire cried "Botheration!" and Ma'mselle Pauline, "Mon Dieu!"
"'Pardon, ma'mselle, but he is waiting on some ladies upstairs. "'What a nuisance! said she. 'But you'll do. I want to give him an order. Stay; come indoors and I'll write it down. "She disappeared, and I sat on, wondering how I was to get a sight of Mary. At last, in weariness, I went indoors to the smoking room.
My sketch is to be called, 'The Motor Maid, and I shall get half a guinea for it, I hope, of which it's my intention to hand ma'mselle five shillings for obliging me. I hope your ladyship doesn't object to my earning something extra now and then, so long as it doesn't interfere with work?"
"Brace up, get steady, you damned old geezer! Is there any body in the house? Do you hear? Is there anybody in the house?" he roared. Madame Thibadeau, who had dragged herself from her bed, was now at the window of the house opposite. Seeing Fleda Druse passing beneath, she called to her. "Ma'mselle, Felix Marchand is in Gautry's house drunk!" she cried.
"If your ladyship will permit me to explain," he began, more respectfully than I'd heard him speak to anyone yet, "it is my fault ma'mselle is dressed as she is." "What on earth is he going to say?" I wondered wildly, as he paused an instant for Lady Turnour's consent, which perhaps an amazed silence gave. I believed that he didn't know himself what to say.
"Ma'mselle, you forget the imprudence " But Theo stopped her, quite ignorant of the fact, that by doing so, she forfeited her reputation in Splaighton's eyes forever. "He is going to die!" she said, with a wild little sob in her voice. "And he is all alone-and and he was to have been married, Splaighton, in July only a few months from now. Oh, poor Priscilla Gower! Oh, poor girl! We must save him.
He advanced and removed his hat; "Adieu, ma'mselle, mebbe-so I ain' git dere 'til you gon'. Ol' Bat, he lak' you fine. You need de help, som'tam', you mak' de write to ol' Bat an', ba Goss, A'm com' lak' hell you bet you dam' life!" Tears blinded the girl's eyes as she held out her hand, and as a cavalier of old France, the half-breed bent and brushed it with his lips.
Looked like a simple matter for me to locate Aunty. And if she was out takin' her drive or anything why, I could be explainin' to Vee while I waited. That would be tough luck, of course; but I could stand it for once. At their apartment hotel I finds nobody home but Celeste, the maid, all dolled up like Thursday afternoon. She hands it to me cold and haughty that Madame and Ma'mselle are out.
She had grown up at home in the society of nurses and servant-maids, and had never learned anything more than could be obtained from the parish priest and from "Ma'mselle," a personage occupying a position midway between a servant-maid and a governess. The first events of her life were the announcement that she was to be married and the preparations for the wedding.
There were, however, several men smoking on the opposite side of the dome, and one of them also must have looked down, for his comment was audible. "They're having what you call a good time down there! Who and what is she?" "Ma'mselle Coralie. Ostensibly a clairvoyante," was the dry reply.
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