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"Go to the club if you like; but I must peep in for five minutes. Mrs. Ulford, didn't you think Miss Schley rather delicious ?" She went out of the box with one hand on a pink arm, talking gently into the trumpet. "You goin' to the Elwyns?" said Lord Holme, gruffly, to Leo Ulford as they got their coats and prepared to follow. "Depends on my wife. If she's done up "
But the American smiled faintly as Lady Holme and Robin disappeared into the hall. Then she said, in reply to her animated companion: "I'm sure if I am like Lady Holme I ought to say Te Deum and think myself a lucky girl. I ought, indeed." Lady Holme had not been in the ballroom five minutes before Leo Ulford came up smiling.
In Leo Ulford there was something of Lord Holme, as in Pimpernel Schley there was perhaps a touch of herself. Having finished his stare, Leo Ulford continued: "Jolly out there. No rot. Do as you like and no one to bother you. Gazelle are awfully shy beasts though." "They must have suited you," said Lady Holme, very gravely.
Robin Pierce began to look stiff with constraint, and just then Sir Donald Ulford, in his progress round the walls, reached the sofa where they were sitting. "You are very fortunate to possess this Cuyp, Lady Holme," he said in a voice from which all resonance had long ago departed. "Alas, Sir Donald, cows distress me! They call up sad memories.
Sometimes a hard thought intruded itself upon her mind the thought of Leo Ulford with the latch-key of her husband's house in his hand. That thought made the poems seem to her remarkably unlike life. She looked at the clock. The footman had been away long enough to do his errand. Just as she was thinking this he came into the room. "Well?" she said. "I gave Mr. Ulford the note, my lady."
She got on easily with Leo Ulford because she was experienced in the treatment of his type. She knew exactly what to do with it; how to lead it on, how to fend it off, how to throw cold water on its enterprise without dashing it too greatly, how to banish any little, sulky cloud that might appear on the brassy horizon without seeming to be solicitous.
I saw it there to-night when he didn't bow to me. There's Sir Donald's son. And what a dreadful-looking woman just behind him." Leo Ulford was coming down the gallery with a gaunt, aristocratic, harsh-featured girl. Behind him walked Mr.
After the opera she had been due at a ball to which Leo Ulford was going. She had promised to go in to supper with him and to arrive by a certain hour. He was wondering, waiting, now, at this moment. She knew that. The house was in Eaton Square, not far off. Should she send the footman with a note to Leo, saying that she was too tired to come to the ball but that she was sitting up at home?
"Oh, I believe in defiance." There was an audacious sound in her voice. Her long talk with Leo Ulford had given her back her belief in herself, her confidence in her beauty, her reliance on her youth. "You have a right to believe in it. But Casa Felice is mine." "Even to buy it was a defiance in a way." "Perhaps so. But then " "But then you have set out and you must not turn back, Sir Donald.
But Miss Schley did not intend to be interfered with by anything so easily trampled upon as an art. Speaking in her most clear and choir-boyish tones, she said to Leo Ulford: "Sit down, Mr. Ulford. You fidget me standing." Then turning again to Lady Holme she continued: "Mr. Ulford's been so lovely and kind. He came up all the way from Hertfordshire just to take care of marmar and me to-day.
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