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"We're a horribly spoony couple," he said to Olga. "We've known each other just six weeks, and we got engaged to-day." "Do you often get engaged like that?" asked Olga. "Oh, rather!" said Noel. "It's much more fun than getting married. Cheaper too, and not so monotonous!" Again he laughed. "I assure you it's the easiest thing in the world to get engaged. Never tried it?"
But he had his consolation, for Lucia's noble forgiveness of all the disloyalties against her, included Olga's as well, and out of all the dinners and music parties, and recitations from Peppino's new book of prose poems which was already in proof, and was read to select audiences from end to end, there was none to which Olga was not bidden, and none at which she failed to appear.
The Russian was for ever hinting at something in connection either with Max or Miss de Gervais; to-day she had but gone a step further than usual. "Well?" queried Max, reading the doubt in Diana's eyes. "I'm afraid I couldn't engage any one else to accompany me," she said at last. "You see, Olga is Baroni's chosen accompanist, and it might make trouble." A curious expression crossed his face.
On the 25th of May he married Olga Knipper, one of the leading actresses at the Art Theatre, and with her went off to the province of Ufa for the koumiss cure. In the autumn of 1901 Tolstoy was staying, for the sake of his health, at Gaspra. Chekhov was very fond of him and frequently visited him.
I suppose you don't want to be vaccinated by any chance?" Olga passed the flippant question over. "It's a half-holiday then, is it?" she said. "Well, as it happens, fair lady, it is, all thanks to Dame Stubbs of 'The Ship Inn' who summoned me hither with great urgency and then was ungrateful enough to die before I reached her." "Oh!" exclaimed Olga. "Is old Mrs. Stubbs dead?" "She is," said Max.
Mitchel remained outside in the hot sunshine, severe disapproval in every line of him. Olga felt decidedly out of patience with him. As if it were her fault! She sat on the old oak chest that Violet gaily called her coffin, and stared at the gruesome east window, while her thoughts dwelt upon the story she had just heard from Mrs. Briggs's lips.
I wished to find a road through or over this range, but will evidently have to go farther to the west, where at seven or eight miles there are apparently two separate hummocks. We returned to camp quite charmed with our day's ramble, although the country was very rough and stony. The vegetation about here is in no way different from any which exists between this range and Mount Olga.
"Not for a long time," answered Olga, her countenance falling. "I sent her the new address when I came here, but she hasn't been yet." "Why don't you go to her?" "No! I've broken with that world. I can't make calls in Bryanston Square or anywhere else. That's all over." "Nonsense!" "It isn't nonsense!" exclaimed Olga, flushing angrily. "Why do you come to interfere with me?
In the morning they knew the worst. Olga had scarlet fever. The doctor imparted the news to Nick and Muriel standing outside the door of the sick-room. Nick's reception of it was by no means characteristic. For the first time in her life Muriel saw consternation undisguised upon the yellow face. "Great Jupiter!" he said. "What a criminal ass I am!"
After tea he again went for a walk with Olga and Irene. After dinner he lingered so significantly that Mrs. Hannaford invited him to the drawing-room, and with unconcealed pleasure he followed her thither. When at length he had taken his leave for the night, there was a short silence, Mrs. Hannaford glancing from her daughter to Irene, and smiling reflectively. "Mr.
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