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Wriothesley with merely a bow it would be difficult to say, but certain it is that Mr. Cottrell supposed that to be her intention. Prompted by his insatiable passion for teasing his fellow-creatures, he took advantage of his situation, and, turning from Mrs. Wriothesley and Sylla, placed himself in Lady Mary's way, and stopped her to shake hands.
Upon arriving at the part of the ball-room in which Lady Mary had taken up her abode, they found most of the elders of the party assembled, and the expediency of a move homewards prominently under discussion. "Ah, make room for me, please," exclaimed the vivacious young lady, "in that corner next to you, Mr. Cottrell. You have neglected me shamefully the whole of the evening, you know.
You and Miss Sylla could not surely have already arranged the successful coup of this afternoon?" Pansey Cottrell listened somewhat curiously for Lionel's reply.
I was the wrong young lady." "Well," said Cottrell, "I am very much afraid you were. Do you see now why I so basely deserted you and changed partners with Beauchamp? You used to be quick enough in abetting me in such pranks last winter." "I declare," rejoined Sylla, laughing, "you are the wickedest and most amusing man I ever came across.
"No," replied Beauchamp, laughing; "I spell it with an 'L, like other people; but that cigar-case was neither embroidered nor made for me." "I see," rejoined Cottrell: "you have been annexing a friend's property. I regret to see the notorious laxity of principle on the subject of umbrellas is extending to cigar-cases." "Wrong again," replied Beauchamp.
Wriothesley, triumphant in her schemes, chatted gaily with Mr. Cottrell, who was Sybarite enough to know that the discussion of the fish salad that he was then engaged upon, accompanied by the prattle of a pretty woman and irreproachable champagne, was about as near Elysium as a man of his years and prosaic temperament could expect to arrive at.
'I dunno for sure that Bud Cottrell is in this here park, but he might be; and if I should run across him I serve notice on you right now I'm going to bust this seal. "'My! says the ranger to this Arizony man, 'you look to me like a sort of ferocious person. Have you killed many people? "That sort of quieted him down.
Cottrell, I should just like to hear what you have got to say in your defence." "Well, Miss Sylla," rejoined the accused, "I left you under very tolerable protection, and Lady Mary had given me a hint to find Miss Bloxam for her if I could." "I don't believe a word of it," replied the young lady.
I plead guilty to a most horrible curiosity on that point." And so saying, Mr. Cottrell dropped the cigar-case into Blanche's lap, and crossed the deck in obedience to Lady Mary's apocryphal signal.
"Hush!" replied Cottrell, drily; "the companion of her delinquency, remember, is Jim." "Why, you surely don't mean to tell me " exclaimed Lady Mary. "Very much so," rejoined Cottrell; "and the sooner you make up your mind to take it au serieux the better." Poor Lady Mary! Mr. Cottrell's dramatic disclosures were getting a little too much for her.
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