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Milly was positive that was the right procedure, though Ernestine could see no point to giving away so much "trade." Nearly a thousand finely engraved cards were sent out to Milly's friends, the friends of Milly's friends, and their friends and acquaintances, to meet "Mrs. John Bragdon and Miss Ernestine Geyer at the Cake Shop on Saturday, December the fifteenth, from two until eight o'clock."
She knew from experience how much of life has nothing to do with the emotions and the soul, but merely with the stomach and other vulgar functions of the body. "I haven't a doubt, not one!" Milly affirmed. "That's right and I oughtn't to suggest any.... You must bring Mr. Bragdon to dinner Sunday. Walter and I want to see him.... When are you to be married?" "Soon," Milly replied vaguely.
"Reddon is a clever chap: he's been over before, a couple of years at the Beaux Arts. I suppose he wants more work and didn't like to leave her behind." "She shouldn't have babies, then," Milly pronounced seriously, feeling her superiority in not thus handicapping her husband in his career. "It is tough," Bragdon admitted.... They saw a good deal of the Reddons during the voyage.
Jack Bragdon, who signed his pen-and-ink sketches with the name of "Kim," was one of that considerable army of young adventurers in the arts who pushed westward from the Atlantic seaboard at the time of the World's Fair in Chicago; also one of the large number who had been left stranded when the tidal wave of artistic effort had receded, exposing the dead flats of hard times.
Here Bragdon fumbled in his satchel for a moment, and then dragged forth a small unmounted photograph of a Venetian street scene, and, pointing out an ornate structure at the left of the picture, assured me that that was his palace, though he had forgotten the name of it.
"I understand, Monty," said Bragdon, and both he and Harrison went among the people carelessly asking one another if Brewster had come to withdraw his money. "No, he has over $200,000, and he's going to leave it," the other would say. Each excited group was visited in turn by the two men, but their assurance seemed to accomplish but little.
Brewster," said the maid, a few minutes after the minister had uttered the words that gave Peggy a new name. There was a moment of silence, almost of dread. "You mean the fellow with the beard?" asked Monty, uneasily. "Yes, sir. He sent in this letter, begging you to read it at once." "Shall I send him away, Monty?" demanded Bragdon, defiantly. "What does he mean by coming at this time?"
"We can remember what we haven't seen so very much more easily." "Yes," Bragdon said, "and besides, they'll keep us from exaggeration."
She had scolded him for his frivolity, also scolded Yvonne, who cried, yet somehow seemed to smile through her tears. To-night when her husband came up for bed, she asked seriously, "You don't believe all that stuff Steve Belchers was saying, do you?" "What stuff?" "About artists and women." Bragdon yawned and laughed. Milly came close to him and put her arm about his neck.
"If I had married a plain business man," Milly let fall in the heat of the argument, revealing in that phrase the knowledge she had arrived at of her mistake, "it would have been different." Bragdon was not sure of that, but he was sure that in so far as he could he must supply for her the things that "plain business man" could have given her.
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