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Come along, now. Don't compel me to tear your clothes." There was no resisting the masterful spirit of the young steel magnate, and Popova was led away to a remote apartment, where a single shelf, sparsely set with bottles, made a weak effort to reproduce the fabled splendors of far-away New York. "Let's see, what shall we tackle?" asked Mr.
Pike, in a most nonchalant and roundabout manner, sought information concerning affairs of state, local politics, the Governor-General's household and Princess Kalora. Popova told more than he had meant to tell and more than he knew that he was telling. It may have been that the fizzes were insidious or that Mr.
At which very moment, Kalora was in an open carriage driving from one Vienna shop to another, trying to find ready-made garments similar to those worn by Mrs. Rawley Plumston. Popova was now a bundle-carrier. The shopping in Vienna was merely a prelude to a riotous extravagance of time and money in Paris.
He told the minister that his child was disposed to be unruly and that Popova had become careless and somewhat indefinite in his reports and would he, the minister, please write and let an anxious parent know the actual weight of Princess Kalora? The minister resented this manner of request.
She spoke in a low monotone and with no tinge of resentment, but her words had an immediate and perturbing effect on Popova, who stared at her wide-eyed and seemed unable to find his voice. "You must know that I have been governed by your father's wishes," he said awkwardly. "Why do you " "Do not misunderstand me. I thank you for what you have done. I would not be other than what I am.
And now he was sacrificing the innocent Kalora in order to punish the father. He said to himself: "If she does not fatten, then her father's heart will be broken, and he will suffer even as I have suffered from being called Christian." It was Popova who, by guarded methods, encouraged her to violent exercise, whereby she became as hard and trim as an antelope.
It was a huge parchment, with pictorial embellishments, heavy Gothic type and a seal about the size of a pie. Mr. Pike's physical peculiarities were enumerated and there was a direct request that the bearer be shown every courtesy and attention due a citizen of the great republic. Popova looked it over and was impressed. "It isn't everybody that gets those," said Mr.
Pike sat in Ronacher's at Vienna, watching a most entertaining vaudeville performance, Count Selim Malagaski was in his library, conferring with the wise Popova. "How did he escape?" asked Count Malagaski again and again, shaking his head. "The police have searched every corner of the town, and can find no one answering the description." "Have you questioned Kalora again?"
Next day Popova, having consulted all the British authorities at hand, reported that the United States of America covered a large but undeveloped area, that the population was so engrossed with the accumulation of wealth that it gave little heed to pleasures or intellectual relaxation, and that the country as a whole was unworthy of consideration except as the abode of a swollen material prosperity.
A western millionaire, who had bought a large cubical palace on one of the radiating avenues, was giving a dancing-party, to which the entire blue book had been invited. Kalora went, trailed by the long-suffering Popova.
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