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It was the vulgar action of a vulgar woman, but it failed of its effect in one direction. Lord Holme was stirred, but Lady Holme was utterly indifferent. Miss Schley's quick instinct told her so and she was puzzled. She did not understand Lady Holme. That was scarcely strange, for to-day Lady Holme did not understand herself.
"Dear boy, you told me to. But why?" "Why what?" "Why are you so anxious to be free for the first?" "Well, it's Miss Schley's debut at the British. Everyone's goin' and Laycock says " "I'm not very interested in Mr. Laycock's aphorisms, Fritz. I prefer yours, I truly do." "Oh, well, I'm as good as Laycock, I know. Still " "You're a thousand times better.
It meant Cervera's gallant dash, Sampson and Schley's great victory, the fall of Santiago; freedom for Cuba, a quieter sleep for the Maine dead, and peace with Spain.
The warships of Sampson's and Schley's fleets were there long before General Shafter's army left Tampa, and their commanders must have seen, I think, that to get supplies ashore through the surf at any point between Santiago and Guantanamo Bay would be extremely difficult and hazardous, and would probably require the use of special engineering devices and appliances.
She certainly did not intend to be a marked exception to a rule that was apparently very general. If people were going to talk about her exclusion of Miss Schley, she would certainly not exclude her. She asked herself why she wished to, and said to herself that Miss Schley's slyness bored her.
The believers in the angel naturally welcomed the development in Lady Holme and the unbelievers laughed at it, especially those who had been at Arkell House and those who had been influenced by Pimpernel Schley's clever imitation. One night at the opera, when Tannhauser was being given, Mr. Bry said of it, "I seem to hear the voice of Venus raised in the prayer of Elizabeth." Mrs.
"Mr. Bry is the least short-sighted man I know. That's why he always wears an eyeglass." "To create an illusion?" "Who knows?" She looked down the long room. Between the heads of innumerable men and women she could see Miss Schley. Her husband was hidden. She would have preferred to see him. Miss Schley's head was by no means expressive of the naked truth.
To the surprise of other vessels, Schley's ship, the Brooklyn, after heading towards the entrance, swung round, not with the enemy, but to starboard, just sliding past the Texas' bow. This much discussed maneuver Schley afterward explained as made to avoid blanketing the fire of the rest of the squadron.
"Are you going on the first?" he asked. "What to?" "Miss Schley's first night." "Is it on the first? I didn't know. We can't. We're dining at Brayley House that evening." "What a pity!" he said, with a light touch of half playful malice. "You would have seen her as she really is from all accounts." "And what is Miss Schley really?" "The secret enemy of censors." "Oh!" "You dislike her. Why?"
Then she sent for the New York Herald and looked for the Homburg notes. She found Miss Pimpernel Schley's name among the list of the newest arrivals. That evening she wrote to her husband: "Do not bother about me. Go to Homburg. I need rest and I want to be alone. Perhaps I may go to some quiet place in Switzerland with my maid. I'll let you know if I leave town. Good-bye.
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