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"It makes a delicious farce absolutely French." "French?" "Quite. Don't you think so, Lennie?" "Oh, quite," Kaine agreed. "They mean that it's so very light and yet so very subtle, Mr. Chilcote," Mary Esseltyn explained. "Indeed?" he said. "Then my imagination was at fault. I thought the piece was serious." "Serious!" Lillian smiled again. "Why, where's your sense of humor?
"The Revolutionary, Lennie!" Lillian corrected, softly. "Bramfell says he has changed the whole face of things " She laughed softly and meaningly as she closed her fan. "So good of you to come, Jack!" she added. "Let me introduce you to Miss Esseltyn; I don't think you two have met. This is Mr. Chilcote, Mary the great, new Mr. Chilcote." Again she laughed.
Lillian looked round at Kaine with a lingering, caressing glance. He bent towards her in quick response and answered in a whisper. She laughed and replied in an equally low tone. Loder, to whom both remarks had been inaudible dropped into the vacant seat beside Mary Esseltyn. He had the unsettled feeling that things were not falling out exactly as he had calculated.
Have you read the book?" "No, Mr. Kaine," Mary Esseltyn interrupted, "Mr. Chilcote hasn't read the book." Lillian laughed. "Outline the story for him, Lennie," she said. "I love to see other people taking pains." Kaine glanced at her admiringly. "Well, to begin with," he said, amiably, "two men, an artist and a millionaire, exchange lives. See?" "You may presume that he does see, Lennie." "Right!
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