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The front entrance was open, the screen door on the latch, and she entered without ceremony. "Mrs. Cressler!" she called, as she stood in the hallway drawing off her gloves. "Mrs. Cressler! Carrie, have you gone yet?" But the maid, Annie, appeared at the head of the stairs, on the landing of the second floor, a towel bound about her head, her duster in her hand. "Mrs. Cressler has gone out, Mrs.
Inactive during all this trampling and goring in the Pit, there were yet those who, even as they strove against the Bull, cast uneasy glances over their shoulders, wondering why the Bear did not come to the help of his own. "Well, yes," admitted Cressler, combing his short beard, "yes, he is a fool." The contrast between the two men was extreme. Each was precisely what the other was not.
A whole new order of things was being disclosed, and for the first time in her life she looked into the workings of political economy. "Oh, that's only one side of it," Cressler went on, heedless of Jadwin's good-humoured protests. "Yes, I know I am a crank on speculating. I'm going to preach a little if you'll let me.
Cressler gasped, and sitting bolt upright stared for one breathless instant at Laura's face, dimly visible in the darkness. Then, stupefied, she managed to vociferate: "What! Laura! Married? My darling girl!" "Yes," answered Laura calmly. "In July or maybe sooner." "Why, I thought you had rejected Mr. Corthell. I thought that's why he went away." "Went away? He never went away. I mean it's not Mr.
"But we've had dinner already," they all cried, speaking at once. Cressler would not be denied. "The carriage is right here," she said. "I don't have to call for Charlie. He's got a man from Cincinnati in tow, and they are going to dine at the Calumet Club." It ended by the two sisters and Mrs. Wessels getting into Mrs. Cressler's carriage. Landry excused himself.
Words and music of the opera." During this, the last entr'acte, Laura remained in the box with Mrs. Cressler, Corthell, and Jadwin. The others went out to look down upon the foyer from a certain balcony.
There was a great big jag of wheat sold to Liverpool a little while ago through Gretry, Converse & Co., who've been acting for Curtis Jadwin for a good many years." "Oh, Jadwin, hey? Hi! we're after big game now, I'm thinking." "But look here," warned Freye. "Here's a point. Cressler is not to know by the longest kind of chalk; anyhow not until he's so far in, he can't pull out.
Somehow Laura found that with Jadwin all the serious, all the sincere, earnest side of her character was apt to come to the front. Yet for a long time Laura could not make up her mind that she loved him, but "J" refused to be dismissed. "I told him I did not love him. Only last week I told him so," Laura explained to Mrs. Cressler. "Well, then, why did you promise to marry him?" "My goodness!
D'ye think we won't all hold together, now? Is that the bug in the butter? Sure, now, listen. Let me tell you " "You can't tell me anything about this scheme that you've not told me before," declared Cressler. "You'll win, of course. Crookes & Co. are like Rothschild earthquakes couldn't budge 'em. But I promised myself years ago to keep out of the speculative market, and I mean to stick by it."
Laura settled herself in her wicker chair, and with a gesture that of late had become habitual with her pushed her heavy coils of hair to one side and patted them softly to place. "It is getting warmer, I do believe," she said, rather listlessly. "I understand it is to be a very hot summer." Then she added, "I'm to be married in July, Mrs. Cressler." Mrs.
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