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We leave her in a blaze of rubies and glory at her French chateau, and she isn't happy, for she has just learned that, being divorced, she can never be an ambassadress, and that her major detestation, the "Jim Driscolls," had been appointed to the English court as ambassador from America.
Heeny who peopled the solitude of the long ghostly days with lively anecdotes of the Van Degens, the Driscolls, the Chauncey Ellings and the other social potentates whose least doings Mrs. Spragg and Undine had followed from afar in the Apex papers, and who had come to seem so much more remote since only the width of the Central Park divided mother and daughter from their Olympian portals. Mrs.
Even now it seemed incredible that he should not turn out to be more distinguished than young Marvell: he seemed so much more in the key of the world she read about in the Sunday papers the dazzling auriferous world of the Van Degens, the Driscolls and their peers. She was roused by the sound in the hall of her mother's last words to Mrs. Heeny.
I'd forgotten that I'd asked the Jim Driscolls, and it might be uncomfortable for YOU...." In another world she was still welcome, at first perhaps even more so than before: the world, namely, to which she had proposed to present Indiana Rolliver. Roviano, Madame Adelschein, and a few of the freer spirits of her old St.
Spragg was standing near her mother, who sat in a drooping attitude, her head sunk on her breast, as she did when she had one of her "turns." He looked up abruptly as Undine entered. "Father has mother told you? Mrs. Fairford has asked me to dine. She's Mrs. Paul Marvell's daughter Mrs. Marvell was a Dagonet and they're sweller than anybody; they WON'T KNOW the Driscolls and Van Degens!" Mr.
She simply and frankly acknowledged they had been taking some of it, but their condition was such that it melted the heart of the landlord's driver, Curley Buckley, who told them "to be taking a little of it until the landlord would come." The poor Driscolls were not bad tenants, they owed their landlord the last rent only, but they were responsible for another debt.
No, dat I don't! You ain't got no 'casion to be shame' o' yo' father, I kin tell you. He wuz de highest quality in dis whole town ole Virginny stock. Fust famblies, he wuz. Jes as good stock as de Driscolls en de Howards, de bes' day dey ever seed."
"Mrs. Heeny, you've got to tell me the truth ARE they as swell as you said?" "Who? The Fairfords and Marvells? If they ain't swell enough for you. Undine Spragg, you'd better go right over to the court of England!" Undine straightened herself. "I want the best. Are they as swell as the Driscolls and Van Degens?" Mrs. Heeny sounded a scornful laugh. "Look at here, now, you unbelieving girl!
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.
"Oh, dear," said Tom, wretchedly, "it's not that, Pudd'nhead it's not that. It's a thousand times worse than that oh, yes, a million times worse." "Why, Tom, what do you mean? Has Rowena " "Flung me? No, but the old man has." Wilson said to himself, "Aha!" and thought of the mysterious girl in the bedroom. "The Driscolls have been making discoveries!"
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