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Adoree, clad now in a nameless, formless garment which she had discovered in a closet, her own modish belongings safely rolled up in a sheet, had covered her head with a towel turban and incased her feet in an old pair of shoes. Thus equipped, she fell upon the task of regeneration with fanatic zeal.
"I didn't know what it means to be notorious," she stated, tensely. "I didn't know what I was doing when I agreed to be 'Adoree Demorest." Pope's habitual restraint all at once gave way. "Nonsense!" he exploded. "The thing that counts is what you are, not what you seem to be. I know the truth; I don't give a damn what people say."
"I supposed you were like all the others." "Well, I'm not. When I'm away from the theater I try to forget it. I hate the business." The reply, which came with sincere feeling, widened Lorelei's eyes with uncontrollable surprise. "Here, too," said Adoree Demorest, quietly. "But I'm not allowed to forget it. Our first meeting made me think you were out with banners.
I can't imagine that any act of yours could very deeply offend anybody, even your wife. However " He studied briefly. "Have you been to see Miss Demorest?" "Sure! Adoree hasn't seen her." "Possibly!" Pope eyed his caller speculatively. "So you decided to jimmy her into society, eh! Who was at the party? Oh, Lord!" he exclaimed, as Bob muttered over the list of names.
For a moment she stood looking up at him with a peculiar, tender smile, then took him by the lapels of his shapeless coat and drew his thin face down to hers. "I'm not going to let you back out," she declared, firmly. "You asked me, didn't you?" "Adoree! No, no! Think what you are doing," he cried, sharply. But she continued to smile up into his eyes with a gladness that intoxicated him.
"Listen!" Bob raised a hand and nodded in the direction of the girls. "They're discussing that very subject." "Top milk, indeed!" Adoree was crying, indignantly. "Ours will have cream when they want it, and lots of it too." "My dear! It will be fatal." Lorelei was horrified. "Use nothing but top milk and barley-water. Be sure to sterilize the bottles and soak the nipples in borax " "Say!"
She continued to clutch the hosiery until a floor- walker, in answer to the clerk's frantic signal, intercepted her. Another crowd promptly gathered to listen to her indignant denial of guilt. "Have you finished your shopping?" Adoree inquired. "Then do come and help me match some rose du Barry. I've no more eye for color than Francois. Pink is just another shade of blue to me." "Gee!
The boy was so happy, so incoherently, innocently jubilant, that if she had in her room for another feeling, it would have been one of pity for him. But there was no room. She was filled with triumph, and a full vessel can contain not one drop more of however precious a liquid. "Ma Brigitte mon adorée que je t'ai desirée!" stammered the boy. "Why did you stay so long? Why was it so long?
I met him, and he looked hungry. He's coming here at six." For almost the first time in Bob's society Lorelei laughed out clearly. "And I asked Adoree Demorest," she said. Bob grinned and then laughed with her. "Fine!" he cried. "Both members of this club. Really, this ought to make the best finish fight seen in New York for many a day." "I don't care," Lorelei said, stubbornly.
During the examination of these interesting objects the lovers made known their happiness; then, after the customary felicitations, Adoree explained: "Everything is arranged. We are going to be quietly married at once I'm afraid he'll get away from me if I put it off " "Not a chance!" Pope's sallow face colored happily.
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