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"I bought it for nothing, my dear," said Mrs. Dallam, but she pinched Honora's arm delightedly. "How wicked of you!" she whispered, "but it serves her right." In the midst of the discussion of clothes and house rents and other people's possessions, interspersed with anecdotes of a kind that was new to Honora, Sidney Dallam appeared at the door and beckoned to her.
Dallam had a most convincing way of saying such things, and in spite of one's self put one in the wrong for not having telephoned. But if indeed Honora telephoned as she did once or twice in her innocence Lily was quite as distressed. "My dear, why didn't you let me know last night?
The Third Avenue Elevated, "so handy for Sid," roared across the gap scarcely a block away; and just as the door was opened the tightest of little blue broughams, pulled by a huge chestnut horse and driven by the tiniest of grooms in top boots, drew up at the curb. And out of it burst a resplendent lady Mrs. Dallam. "Oh, it's you, Honora," she cried. "Am I late? I'm so sorry.
"Oh," cried Honora, "if you're going to-night mayn't I go with you? I'd love to see him in bed." "Of course I'll take you," said Sidney Dallam, and he looked at her so gratefully that she coloured again. "Honora," said Lily Dallam, when the women were back in the drawing-room, "what did you do to Sid? You had him beaming and he hates dinner parties."
Sid says I'm killing myself, but I've found a little massage woman who is wonderful. How do you like this dress?" "All your things are exquisite." "Do you think so?" cried Mrs. Dallam, delightedly. Honora, indeed, had not perjured herself. Only the hypercritical, when Mrs. Dallam was dressed, had the impression of a performed miracle. She was the most finished of finished products.
Trixy Brent has given Lula Chandos his box at the Horse Show, and Lula would never, never forgive me if I backed out." Although she lived in an apartment in a most attractive one, to be sure there could be no doubt about it that Lily Dallam was fashionable. She had a way with her, and her costumes were marvellous.
You ought to know me well enough to understand that I wouldn't do anything to hurt your feelings." "And when I counted on you so, for my tea and dinner at the club!" continued Mrs. Dallam. "There were other women dying to come. And you said you had a headache, and were tired." "I was," began Honora, fruitlessly. "And you were so popular in Quicksands everybody was crazy about you.
The nurse looked at Dallam reproachfully, as her duty demanded, and yet she smiled. The noise of laughter reached them from below. "I didn't have any to-night," the child pleaded. "I got home late," Dallam explained to Honora, and, looking at the nurse, pleaded in his turn; "just one." "Just a tiny one," said the child. "It's against all rules, Mr.
What the judge has read is a small item in this wise, namely: Born last evening to Mr. and Mrs. Dallam Wybrant, at their palatial mansion on Chickasaw Drive, in the new Beechmont Park Realty Development tract, an infant daughter, their first-born.
"As a matter of fact," said Brent, "I have promised faithfully to do a favor for certain friends of mine who have been clamouring to be presented to you." "I can't to-day Mr. Brent," she cried. "I really don't feel like-meeting people. I told Lily Dallam I was going home."
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