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Updated: May 15, 2025
"I suppose I must apologize. You see, I heard the news and came here after the show. When I learned where you were I decided to wait and and help." "You decided to help?" Adoree eyed the disheveled musician queerly. "By smelling up my parlor and playing my poor piano all night is that how you help? What do you mean, 'help'?"
"Seriously, now, Lorelei has told me everything, and I want Campbell to acknowledge his mistake," said Bob. "The public has swallowed that royalty hoax, but there's no use deceiving him." Despite her show of bravery Adoree was panic-stricken when the bell rang and Bob went to the door to explain the change of plan and invite Pope in. The latter could be heard saying: "That's fine.
I offered to carry it, as I had no parcels, but she snatched it up as if it was gold, and in doing so a bit of paper fell out of it, and as I picked it up I could not help seeing it began "Ma cruelle adorée."
The minutes seemed to drag into an eternity. All sorts of possibilities struck her, and then she controlled herself and became calm. There was a large photograph of her mother, which Mimo had colored really well. It was in a silver frame upon the mantelpiece, and she gazed and gazed at that, and whispered aloud in the gloomy room: "Maman, adorée!
When Adoree finally came forth in one of Lorelei's aprons really a fetching garment, more like a house dress than an apron Bob told her whom they were expecting as the other guest. She paused with a bread-knife upraised. "That VIPER?" she cried. "Campbell isn't a viper; he's a cricket a dramatic cricket," declared Bob. Adoree began to undo the buttons at her back, but Bob seized her hands.
See Croker's "Essays on the Revolution," p. 266. Duchesse d'Angoulême, p. 78. See a letter from Miss Chowne to Lord Aukland, September 23d, 1793, Journal, etc., of Lord Aukland, ii., p. 517. "Le peuple la reçut non seulement comme une reine adorée, mais il semblait aussi qu'il lui savait gré d'être charmante," p.5, ed. 1820. Great interest was felt for her in England.
Her absurd theatricalism was gone; she was a natural, unaffected young woman. "I wish I could do something to help," wearily continued Bob, but Adoree shook her head so violently that the barbaric beaded festoon beneath her chin clicked and rattled. "She knows you're close by; that's enough.
Lorelei nodded in perfect sympathy; she did not laugh. "I haven't any girl chum; let's be friends," said she. Adoree had been nibbling at marshmallows as she talked; as she wiped her eyes now she left a smear of powdered sugar on her cheek. "I'd love to I'm simply bursting to confide in somebody but we couldn't go around together." "Why? I don't care what people think."
But the door swung wide, and he entered with a strained, unnatural smile upon his face. "You see I'm not concealing her anywhere," Miss Demorest challenged. "Of course not. We never suspected you, but we're afraid something has happened to her." "Something has." "What?" Adoree tossed her head. "You're paid to find out." "See here, I'm not always a newspaper man.
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