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Updated: August 19, 2024


She said they had a huge party for the balls, some rather nice people, and Lady Doraine and one or two others she hated. I said why did she have people she hated that I would not if I were a Countess like her; so she said those were often the very ones one was obliged to have, because the nice men wouldn't come without them.

A black, tiny speck on the broad expanse of water, sheltered by a night of almost stygian darkness, she lay outside the narrow radius to which visual observation was confined, patiently waiting for the Doraine to pass a designated point. There was to be no miscalculation on the part of either the boat or the men who went over the side of the big steamship into the seething waters.

The damaged, almost useless dynamo from the Doraine had to be repaired and conveyed to the crest of the eminence; what seemed to be fruitless ages were consumed in devising an engine with power sufficient to produce even the feeble results that followed. And when the task of installing the plant was completed, the effective radius was far short of a hundred miles.

She says she heard by this evening's post that Miss La Touche is going to be married to old Lord Kidminster, and that he is "too deaf to have heard everything, so it is just as well." I can't see why, as Miss La Touche is so nice, and never talks rubbish; so I think it a pity he can't hear all she says, don't you? Lady Doraine calls Octavia "darling!"

The fate of the ship was as much of a mystery to the German admiralty as it was to the rest of the puzzled world. And so it was that the Doraine, laden with nearly a thousand souls, sailed out into the broad Atlantic and was never heard from again. The Captain of the liner was an old man. He had sailed the seas for two-score years, at least half of them as master.

By this time the whole world knows that the Doraine is three weeks overdue at Rio Janeiro, and that no word has been had from her. The ocean is being searched. Our friends, our relatives are doing everything in their power to get trace of this lost ship. You may depend on that. In a little while, a few weeks, at best, the ship will be given up for lost. We will be counted as dead, all of us.

The two patchwork sails on the lumbering Doraine flapped noisily for awhile, as if shaking off their tor-por, then suddenly grew taut and fat with prosperity. The twisted, half-jammed rudder, far from worthy despite the efforts of its repairers, whiningly obeyed the man at the wheel, and once more the ship felt the caress of the deep on her cleaving bows.

Lord Valmond was at the other side of me, and somebody must have been pushing him, because he sat even nearer me than Lord Doraine, and between them I could hardly breathe; it was fortunate it was a cold night. Before we got to the Park gates somehow the light went out, and all the way up the avenue people held each of my hands.

"Don't you like Doraine Clinton?" "I like almost anything better than Ruth. I suppose most people loathe the names that other people have given them." "No one knows that better than I. I sometimes wonder what they might have called me if I were a girl. Nothing as nice as Doraine, or Ruth, I'll bet my soul on that. Something like Guinevere Aphrodite, or Desdemona Venus, or "

"I like the name Doraine, we all do. What we resent is Mr. Percival's presumption in " "Let me tell you one more thing. Do not permit Mr. Percivail to address your indignation meeting tonight, for if you do, and he smiles zat nice, good-humoured smile and tells the ladies zat he is sorry to have displease them, and zat he is to blame entirely for the blunder, poof! Zat will be the end!"

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