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Malcourt looked at her a moment. "Yes, he is better. I believe it." For a few moments they sat there in silence. "That is a pretty gown," he said pleasantly. "What! Oh!" Young Mrs. Malcourt bent her head, gazing fixedly at the sealed letter in her hand. The faint red of annoyance touched her pallor perhaps because her chamber-robe suggested an informality between them that was impossible.

His face was puffy and red; so were his lips; and there seemed to be a shiny quality to hair and skin prophetic of future coarsening toward a type, individuals of which swarmed like sleek flies around the gaming-tables beyond. As Hamil glanced from the young girl to Malcourt, who was still noisily importuning him, a sudden contempt for the man arose within him.

One evening in April, returning with a few brace of trout, they found the mail-bag awaiting them on the hall table; and Portlaw distributed the contents, proclaiming, as usual, his expectation of a letter from Malcourt. There was none.

There Malcourt lit a cigarette, seated lazily astride a chair, arms folded across the back, aimlessly humourous in recounting his adventures at the Ascott function, while Hamil stood with his back to the darkening window, twisting his unlighted cigarette into minute shreds and waiting for him to go. "Rather jolly to meet Miss Suydam again," observed Malcourt.

And within him his latent distrust and contempt for Malcourt blazed up, tightening the stern lines of his sun-burnt visage. "Portlaw says that Louis is coming to-night, and that young Mrs. Malcourt is with him," he observed. "I know it.... I was wondering if there was any way we could use her make use of her " "To stir up Garry to fight?"

The latter bustled about the room with an air of more or less importance, sorted his letters, fussed with a newspaper; and every now and then Malcourt, glancing up, caught Portlaw's eyes peeping triumphantly around corners at him. "You've been riding?" he said, much amused. "Are you stiff?" "A trifle," replied the other carelessly. "I must keep it up.

Malcourt's marriage to an heiress was the perfectly obvious incentive of the visit. And when they wrote that they were coming to New York, it amused Malcourt exceedingly to invite them to Luckless Lake. But he said nothing about it to Portlaw or his wife. Then, for another thing, the regeneration and development, ethically and artistically, of Dolly Wilming amused him.

"Better ask at the Beach Club," replied Hamil, laughing; "I say, Malcourt, I've had a corking swim out yonder " "Go in deep?" inquired Malcourt guilelessly. "Deep? It's forty fathoms off the reef." "I didn't mean the water," murmured Malcourt.

Ossining, Hudson, Albany, Fonda, and Pride's Fall.... Thank you.... Mr. Malcourt wishes you to send the Morgan horses.... If there is any change in Mr. Hamil's condition before the train leaves the Grand Central at 10.20, let me know. I will be at the telephone station until the last moment. Telegrams for the train should be directed to me aboard "The Seminole" the private car of Mr.

"We'll have to play Klondike and Preference now, or call in the ship's cat.... Hello, is that you, Jim?" as Wayward came aft, limping a trifle as he did at certain times. "That girl had a good figure through the glasses. I couldn't make out her face; it was probably the limit; combinations are rare," mused Malcourt. "And then the fog came!