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He was telling me about his mother. It must be terrible to have a near relation a sailor." She spoke in a gentle voice, and it was evident that she had a heart full of sympathy for the suffering and the poor. "I wish some of my relations were sailors," replied Mr. Mangles, in his deepest tones. "Could spare a whole crew. Let me introduce my friend, Mr. Cartoner Miss Cahere."
Deulin then turned to where Miss Cahere had been standing. But she had moved away a few paces, nearer to a candelabrum, under which she was now standing, and a young officer in full German uniform was openly admiring her, with a sort of wonder on his foolish, Teutonic face. "Ah! I expected you had forgotten me," she said, when Deulin presented himself.
The third is a side door, used more generally by habitues of the restaurant. It was to this third door that Wanda drove the next morning. She knew the porter there. He was in those days a man with a history and Wanda was not ignorant of it. "Miss Cahere the American lady?" she said. And the porter gave her the number of Netty's room. He was too busy a man to offer to escort her thither.
You must know that we have just come out of a sleeping-car!" "You always look, mademoiselle, as if you had come straight from heaven," answered Deulin, looking at Miss Cahere, whose hand was at her hair. It was pretty hair and a pretty, slim, American hand. But she did not seem to hear, for she had turned away quickly and was speaking to her uncle.
"Who was it?" asked Cartoner, with the simple directness of those who have no self-consciousness who are absorbed, but not in themselves, as are the majority of men and women. "My niece, Netty Cahere." "She is pretty," said Cartoner, with a spontaneity which would have meant much to feminine ears. "You'll fall in love with her," said Mangles, lugubriously. "They all do.
He was a man having that air of detachment from personal environments which is apt to arouse curiosity in the human heart, more especially in feminine hearts. People wanted to know what there was in Cartoner's past that gave him so much to think about in the present. The two men had not spoken again when Miss Netty Cahere came on deck.
"Was that girl with them?" he inquired presently "Miss Netty Cahere?" "Yes." "I always make love to Miss Cahere she likes it best." Cartoner stared straight in front of him, and made no comment. The Frenchman gave a laugh, which was not entirely pleasant. It was rare that his laugh was harsh, but such a note rang in it now.
I hope the prince is not hurt?" she said, in her little, friendly, confidential way to Wanda. "No, he is not hurt, thank you. Yes, that is my brother. May I introduce him? Martin. Miss Cahere my brother." And the introduction was effected, which was perhaps what Netty wanted. She did not take much notice of Martin, but continued to talk to Wanda.
She says she can't help it." Cartoner looked at him as one who has ears but hears not. He made no reply. "Distresses her very much," concluded Mangles, dexterously shifting his cigar by a movement of the tongue from the port to the starboard side of his mouth. Cartoner did not seem to be very much interested in Miss Netty Cahere.
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