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Edith " "Is one of 'em married?" he exclaimed, his face clouding. "She's divorced at present. She married a scamp in the East who wanted her for her money, and " "Never mind," interrupted Corky hastily. "I don't care to hear the family scandal. Where does she live?" "New York City, most of the time. You may have seen her.
As the four gentlemen drained their glasses, the four ladies applauded the eloquent Jeff. "You must write that out for Corky, Jefferson," cried his mother-in- law. "He may have an opportunity to spring it " "Ahem!" barked Corky, quite viciously. "I am sure we shall all love one another and be happy to the end of our days," cried Mrs.
Poor Corky shrivelled at such times. "If she wasn't so DAMNED girlish!" he used to say to himself. "Tell me," she said to him late one afternoon as they were driving home through the Champs Elysees; "is it true that servants' wages are lower in New York City than any place else in the country? I've always heard so."
Possessing a full third of the enormous fortune left by their distilling father, they maintained that they could afford to live in New York, even though their husbands remained out of employment for the rest of their natural lives. We already know that Mrs. Corky Van Winkle longed for a seat among the lofty, and that Mrs.
At five o'clock that morning, Corky stood before the mirror in his bed-chamber and stared very intently at his somewhat wavering features. Notwithstanding the champagne, he recognised a very stern resolve in the reflection. "I'm going to marry that woman," he said with grave precision. He went about it deliberately. According to report, the Grand Duchess was worth fifteen millions.
"He owes me a matter of fifteen or sixteen hundred. Fine work. The old gentleman can't go back on the debts of honour. He'll have to settle for Corky's " "You go to thunder," grated Corky. "Do you suppose I'm going to see the governor stung by you two vampires? In the first place, it was HIS money I borrowed from you. In the second place " "Right you are, Corky," agreed Rip. "It WAS his money.
I couldn't be expected to foresee that the scheme, in itself a cracker-jack, would skid into the ditch as it had done; but all the same I'm bound to admit that I didn't relish the idea of meeting Corky again until time, the great healer, had been able to get in a bit of soothing work. I cut Washington Square out absolutely for the next few months. I gave it the complete miss-in-baulk.
"How much of an allowance will you expect?" "Whatever you choose to settle upon me, I shall be happy to divide equally with you. That's the only way we can carry on our social campaign." "Well, I'll marry you, Corky." He blinked his eyes two or three times. "When?" he enquired, and absently looked at his watch. "Next Saturday," she said. "Good!" said he.
So when Corky trickled into my apartment one afternoon, shooing a girl in front of him, and said, "Bertie, I want you to meet my fiancee, Miss Singer," the aspect of the matter which hit me first was precisely the one which he had come to consult me about. The very first words I spoke were, "Corky, how about your uncle?" The poor chap gave one of those mirthless laughs.
I'm a bit foggy as to what jute is, but it's apparently something the populace is pretty keen on, for Mr. Worple had made quite an indecently large stack out of it. Now, a great many fellows think that having a rich uncle is a pretty soft snap: but, according to Corky, such is not the case. Corky's uncle was a robust sort of cove, who looked like living for ever.
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