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" That your ideal of a real man, the sort of man a woman loses her head for, was " He stopped. Carey's description of the Lord Holme and Leo Ulford type had not been very delicate. "Was ?" she said, with insistence. "Was ?" Robin thought how she had hurt him, and said: "Carey said, a huge mass of bones, muscles, thews, sinews, that cares nothing for beauty." "Beauty! That doesn't care for beauty!

"They've got good accommodations at Anster, and the Registrar has some ideas of the duties of his post, but they have no such system of wreck reports as we have here." "Very like," said the brother-in-law. And he went on with his story. "The 'Thomas Hyke' was a small iron steamer of six hundred tons, and she sailed from Ulford for Valparaiso with a cargo principally of pig-iron."

Leo Ulford did not see Lady Holme at once. When he caught sight of her, he got up, came to her, stood over her and pressed her hand. "Been away," he explained. "Only back to-night." "I've been complaining to your father about you." A slow smile overspread his chubby face. "May I see you again after supper?" "If you can find me."

"Stunnin'!" roared Lord Holme, "simply stunnin'!" "Stunnin'! stunnin'!" exclaimed Mr. Laycock; "Rippin'! There's no other word. Simply rippin'!" "The what? The what?" cried Mrs. Ulford. Mrs. Wolfstein bent down, with expansive affection, over Lady Holme's chair, and clasped the left hand which Lady Holme carelessly raised to a level with her shoulder. "You dear person!

"Ah!" said the man, who was the pale footman Lady Holme had sent with the latch-key to Leo Ulford. "Hopeless. It's a hard thing to have to tell a lady she'll always be be " "What, sir?" said the footman. "Well what people won't enjoy looking at." He winked his eyes. He was a little bald man, with a hatchet face that did not suggest emotion.

Their conceit leads them to put an exaggerated value upon their own qualities in others, upon the resemblance to their own physique exhibited by others. Leo Ulford was rather like a younger and coarser Lord Holme. In him Lady Holme recognised an effective weapon for the chastisement, if not for the eventual reclamation, of her husband.

At this moment, and exactly when she ought surely to have been crushed by the weight of Fritz's fury, she dominated him. Afterwards she wondered at herself, but not now. "You meant not to come home?" For once Lord Holme showed a certain adroitness. Instead of replying to his wife he retorted: "You meant me to find Ulford here! That's a good 'un! Why, you tried all you knew to keep him out."

Wolfstein in token of her pleasure in Miss Schley's success, her opinion that it had been worthily earned. As she nodded she touched one hand with the other, making a silent applause that Mrs. Wolfstein and all her friends might see. Then she let Leo Ulford put on her cloak and called pretty words down Mrs.

"Yes, I sent Leo Ulford the latch-key," she said. "You needn't ask. I sent it, and told him to come to-night. D'you know why?" Lord Holme's face grew scarlet. "Because you're a " She stopped him before he could say the irrevocable word. "Because I mean to have the same liberty as the man I've married," she said. "I asked Leo Ulford here, and I intended you should find him here." "You didn't.

"Promise me not to justify anything people are saying, not to justify it with with that fellow Ulford." "Good-bye," she answered, holding out her hand. He recognised that the time for his advice had gone by, if it had ever been. "What a way what a way for us to " he almost stammered. He recovered his self-possession with an effort and took her hand.