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The trip on the Sorceress was given up, and a note of withdrawal despatched to Van Degen; but at the same time Ralph cabled his sister to ask if she could increase her loan. For he had conquered only at the cost of a concession: Undine was to stay in Paris till October, and they were to sail on a fast steamer, in a deck-suite, like the Harvey Shallums.
Van Degen Blonde and Brunette... Night and Morning... Of course I prefer Mrs. Van Degen's type personally, I MUST have breeding but as a mere bit of flesh and blood... hallo, ain't you coming into the club?" Marvell was not coming into the club, and he drew a long breath of relief as his companion left him. Was it possible that he had ever thought leniently of the egregious Popple?
When the curtain fell this vague enjoyment was heightened by various acts of recognition. All the people she wanted to "go with," as they said in Apex, seemed to be about her in the stalls and boxes; and her eyes continued to revert with special satisfaction to the incongruous group formed by Mrs. Peter Van Degen and Miss Ray.
"Since you're intimate enough for him to tell you THAT he must, have told you more told you something to justify his behaviour. He couldn't even Peter Van Degen couldn't just simply have said to you: 'I wont see her." Mrs. Rolliver hesitated, visibly troubled to the point of regretting her intervention. "He DID say more?" Undine insisted. "He gave you a reason? "He said you'd know."
Their logic was that of Apex reversed. Since she had not been "sure" of Van Degen, why in the world, they asked, had she thrown away a position she WAS sure of? Mrs. Harvey Shallum, in particular, had not scrupled to put the question squarely. "Chelles was awfully taken he would have introduced you everywhere.
Lipscomb's shoulder; but she remembered how lightly he had been treated at the Fairford dinner, and she wanted oh, how she wanted! to have Ralph Marvell see her talking to Van Degen.
To have stood at the mouth of his cave, and have turned from it to the Van Degen lair ! Poor Clare repented, indeed she wanted it clearly but she repented in the Van Degen diamonds, and the Van Degen motor bore her broken heart from opera to ball.
She had fancied Ralph's wooing would at once admit her to all his social privileges; but he had shown a puzzling reluctance to introduce her to the Van Degen set, where he came and went with such familiarity; and the persons he seemed anxious to have her know a few frumpy "clever women" of his sister's age, and one or two brisk old ladies in shabby houses with mahogany furniture and Stuart portraits did not offer the opportunities she sought.
Spragg continued, in a voice she did not know. "They belong to me!" she flamed up. He looked at her as if she had grown suddenly small and insignificant. "You better send 'em back to Peter Van Degen the first thing to-morrow morning," he said as he went out of the room.
Driscoll called him in to give some facts to the directors, and he seemed a mighty wide-awake customer." Clare Van Degen turned gaily to her cousin. "If he has anything to do with the Driscolls you'd better cultivate him! That's the kind of acquaintance the Dagonets have always needed. I married to set them an example!" Ralph rose with a laugh. "You're right.
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