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"You shall see whether I am out of place at the Savoy." At a quarter to eleven that night Meyer Isaacson and Nigel Armine came down the bit of carpet that was unrolled to the edge of the pavement in front of Lady Somerson's door, and got into the former's electric brougham. As it moved off noiselessly, the Doctor said: "You had a long talk with Mrs. Derringham in the drawing-room."

Armine as he came in, but he seemed at once to forget her, and to be wholly intent upon his inexplicable occupation.

Graham sent John to call the mother, saying very low, "Get her away. She will bear it better when she sees this one coming round." John had deep and reverent memories connected with Armine. He knew- as few did know- how steadfastly that little gentle fellow could hold the right, and more than once the two had been almost alone against their world. Besides, he was Mother Carey's darling!

"That's what that little ass, Armine, has been presuming to din into your ears," said Bobus; "as if the old women didn't prefer beef and blankets to your coming poking piety at the poor old parties." "By the bye," cried Caroline, starting, "those children have never come home, and see how it rains!"

Armine a woman who for a time had lain in a quiescence almost like that of death, a woman who years ago had risked ruin for a passion more physical than ideal, who, when ruin actually overtook her, had let the ugly side of her nature run free with a loose rein, defiant of the world.

They spoke in French. They always spoke French together now. And Mrs. Armine preferred this. Somehow she did not care so much for this man translated into English. She wished she could communicate with him in Arabic, but she was too lazy to try to learn. "Don't you think so?" she added. "I think my way of understanding you is better than Mr. Armeen's way," he answered, calmly. He lit a cigarette.

His fingers no longer crushed the brim of his hat, but held it gently. "I shouldn't mind if it was. But I think if very great care is not taken with this case, it will not be my medical reputation that will be ruined over it." As if mechanically Mrs. Armine pulled at the chair which she was holding. She drew it nearer her, and twisted it a little round. "What do you mean?" said Doctor Hartley.

'Now this is better than doing nothing! she said, catching his eye with a glance half-kind, half-arch. 'I suspect, Captain Armine, that your melancholy originates in idleness. 'Ah! if I could only be employed every day in this manner! ejaculated Ferdinand. 'Nay! not with a distaff; but you must do something. You must get into parliament. 'You forget that I am a Catholic, said Ferdinand.

Ah! would he were here! 'Whom is Captain Armine going to marry? enquired Mr. Temple. 'Oh! a very proper person, said Lady Bellair. 'I forget her name. Miss Twoshoes, or something. What is her name, my dear? 'You mean Miss Grandison, madam? responded Mrs. Montgomery Floyd. 'To be sure, Miss Grandison, the great heiress. The only one left of the Grandisons. I knew her grandfather.

Armine went from one to another, she was aware of the soft and warm sensation that steals over a woman returning to the atmosphere which thoroughly suits her, and from which she has long been exiled. Here she could be in her element, for here money had been lavishly spent to create something unique. She felt certain that no dahabeeyah on the Nile was so perfect as the Loulia.

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