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" fifty thousand dollars " Then all at once the lights went up. The act was over. Laura seemed only to come to herself some five minutes later. She and Corthell were out in the foyer behind the boxes. Everybody was promenading. The air was filled with the staccato chatter of a multitude of women. But she herself seemed far away she and Sheldon Corthell.
The day had been sunshiny, warm even, but since nine o'clock the weather had changed for the worse, and by now a heavy rain was falling. Mrs. Cressler begged the two sisters and Mrs. Wessels to stay at her house over night, but Laura refused. Jadwin was suggesting to Cressler the appropriateness of having the coupe brought around to take the sisters home, when Corthell came up to Laura.
Corthell," he responded, "is very well, and tolerably happy, thank you. One has lost a few illusions, but has managed to keep enough to grow old on. One's latter days are provided for." "I shouldn't imagine," she told him, "that one lost illusions in Tuscan gardens." "Quite right," he hastened to reply, smiling cheerfully. "One lost no illusions in Tuscany.
Court, 'Landry'? I remember he always impressed me as though he had just had his hair cut; and the Cresslers, and Mrs. Wessels, and " "All well. Mrs. Cressler will be delighted to hear you are back. Yes, everybody is well." "And, last of all, Mrs. Jadwin? But I needn't ask; I can see how well and happy you are." "And Mr. Corthell," she queried, "is also well and happy?" "Mr.
"What," this latter cried when she told her the news, "that Sheldon Corthell back again! Well, dear me, if he wasn't the last person in my mind. I do remember the lovely windows he used to paint, and how refined and elegant he always was and the loveliest hands and voice." "He's to dine with us to-night, and I want you and Mr. Cressler to come." "Oh, Laura, child, I just simply can't.
"I'm sure he hasn't been speculating, but he's worried and fidgety to beat all I ever saw, this last week; and now this evening he had to take himself off to meet some customer or other at the Palmer House." They dropped Mrs. Cressler at the door of her home and then went on to the Jadwins'. "I remember," said Laura to Corthell, "that once before the three of us came home this way. Remember?
I could not keep my eyes off of you, and I could not listen to anybody but you. And now," he declared, solemnly, "I will see your eyes and hear your voice all the rest of the night. Wessels. Mr. Corthell those were his hansoms, of course. But I wanted an umbrella, and I gave the driver seventy-five cents." "Why of course, of course," said Laura, not quite divining what he was driving at.
Maybe they'll say down there in La Salle Street now that I don't know wheat. Why, Sam that's Gretry my broker, Mr. Corthell, of Gretry, Converse & Co. Sam said to me Laura, to-night, he said, 'J., they call me 'J. down there, Mr. Corthell 'J., I take off my hat to you.
Cressler observed: "That Sheldon Corthell seems to be a very agreeable kind of a young man, doesn't he?" "Yes," replied Laura thoughtfully, "he is agreeable." "And a talented fellow, too," continued Mrs. Cressler. "But somehow it never impressed me that there was very much to him." "Oh," murmured Laura indifferently, "I don't know." "I suppose," Mrs.
She tore the note into fragments, and making a heap of them in the pen tray, burned them carefully. During the week following upon this, Laura found her trouble more than ever keen. She was burdened with a new distress. The incident of the note to Corthell, recalled at the last moment, had opened her eyes to possibilities of the situation hitherto unguessed.
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