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I am fascinated by it. Either it has improved as it has grown, or I am in a mood to be pleased with anything English. Do you remember dear old Ennis's Rooms, which you and I used to think the height of luxury and gaiety? I've promised myself to go there again, and I mean to take Ellaline and Emily to supper after the theatre to-night.
"She isn't French," said Mrs. Ennis; "she's American. And she's only been married five years. She's just a child twenty-six." "Oh!" ejaculated Burnaby. "One of those hard-faced children! I understand Newport, Palm Beach, cocktails " His voice was cut across by Mrs. Ennis's indignant retort. "You don't in the least!" she said.
Young England expects that every aunt will do her duty! They still give you very good food at Ennis's, but it's rather like eating "funeral baked meats." Mrs. Senter is exactly what she was some years ago. Perhaps it would be ungallant to recall to your memory just how many years ago. She is, if anything, younger. I believe there's a maxim, "Once a duchess, always a duchess."
I don't like philandering; I'm afraid I have a crude habit of really falling in love." Mrs. Ennis's own eyes were veiled. "If you're going away so soon, sit down," she said, "and stay. You needn't go oh, for hours!" "I must," he answered. "I'm off so early." She sighed. "For years?" "One perhaps two." His voice became gay and bantering again.
You'll be left!" again came the shrill feminine appeals, and with them, approaching, unwelcome, unheeded footfalls. With sudden, impulsive movement she threw her arms about his neck and upraised her lips to his. One moment of silence, two seconds of bliss, then "Dad" Ennis's voice, barely a dozen yards away: "Come forth into the light, you wanderers!"
Indeed, I thought by his manner that he wanted tacitly to apologize for his bad behaviour when we first met; so probably, when I fancied he looked wicked that night at Ennis's Rooms, it was because he wanted to sneeze. You have taught me to give everybody, except young men, the benefit of the doubt; but I don't see why one shouldn't give it to young men, too.
They were young Dick Burden and his aunt, Mrs. Senter. Now, you mayn't see it, but this was rather odd. It wouldn't have been odd in the past, to meet your most intimate friend from round the corner, and the Shah of Persia, at Ennis's. But evidently the "people who amuse themselves" don't come now. It's not "the thing." Why, therefore, should this couple choose Ennis's for supper?
"Roumanian palaces are furnished in the very latest bad taste." He took Mrs. Ennis's outstretched hand and peered down at her with narrowed eyelids. She received the further impression, an impression she had almost forgotten in the intervening years, of height and leanness, of dark eyes, and dark, crisp hair; a vibrant impression; something like a chord of music struck sharply.
In her first letter she had merely signed with the initials, but this time she had boldly used Hugo Ennis's name. She thought she would escape all danger of having committed a forgery by simply printing the letters. "And besides, there ain't any one can tell I ever wrote those letters," she reassured herself, perhaps mistakenly.
I think I shall keep this letter open to tell you how the old place impresses me. Midnight and a half. I've had a shock. Ennis's is dead as a doornail. We entered, after the theatre, and galvanized the Rooms into a kind of dreadful life. They "don't serve many suppers now, sir," it seems. "It's mostly luncheons and dinners." The waiters resented us as intruders.
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