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Marchmont, calling at the apartment to escort her to the boat, found the dance-room swathed in sheeting, its heavy carpet rolled into a corner. Evidently, this was to be no brief "sojourn." The heavy Einsbacher was at the dock to see her off, together with a small pack of nondescript young men. Constance was not there, and Marchmont guessed that she had not been told of her friend's departure.
These and other questions brought his name into fresh prominence, but failed to sell their object. Just, however, as Constantine was considering a journey for the Nixie to Chicago, a purchaser appeared in the shape of a certain Mr. Einsbacher.
"Well," said he, after an hour's general survey of New York as they both knew it, "I think that about covers the ground. There is, as I said, no question that Einsbacher is still devoted. My own opinion is he will present you with the Nixie. I suppose you received the clippings I sent about the picture?
Einsbacher had the last word with Felicity. "I hope you will like the vlowers," he whispered gutturally. "Let me know if I may make you a present of the Nixie," and he gave a thick smile. "You know my rule," she murmured, her lids heavy, a bored droop at the corners of her mouth. "Nothing worth more than five dollars, except flowers. Why should I break it " her voice hovered "for you?" it sank.
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