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"She's an excellent nurse," said Farron. "For babies," Adelaide felt like answering, but she didn't. She said instead, "Anyhow, Burke will never accept that as an answer." She was surprised to hear something almost boastful in her own tone. "Oh, I think he will." She waited breathlessly for some sound from down-stairs or even for the flurried reentrance of Miss Gregory.
Farron has had enough excitement for one day." Adelaide smiled up at the girl almost insolently. "Is a visit from a wife an excitement?" she asked. Miss Gregory was perfectly grave. "The greatest," she said. Adelaide yielded to her own irritation. "Well," she said, "I shan't stay much longer." "It would be better if you went now, I think, Mrs. Farron." Adelaide looked at Vincent.
She had a natural dread of such meetings, at which it seemed to her that the only thing which she must not do was the only thing that she knew how to do, namely, to speak her mind. So she at once decided to withdraw. "Your man insisted on my coming in, Mrs. Farron," she said. "I came to ask about Mr. Farron; but I see you are in the midst of a family discussion, and so I won't "
They wanting to get married, and you determined to send the boy up the river." "I don't think we'll go over that again. I have a lady here on business." "Oh, please don't mind me," said Mrs. Farron, settling back, and wriggling her hands contentedly into her muff. She rather expected the frivolous courage of her tone to draw the ire of Burke's glance upon her, but it did not.
Adelaide had a very useful smile, which could maintain a long, but somewhat meaningless, brilliance. She employed it now, and it lasted until Lily had gone. "That's a very remarkable girl," said Farron, remembrances of smiles still on his lips. "Does she think every one perfect?" "Almost every one; that's how she keeps going at such a rate." "How long have you known her?" "About ten minutes.
Mathilde felt that it would be almost easier to die immediately, and was revived only when she heard Farron saying: "Oh, don't you like this? I was just thinking I had never seen Mathilde looking so well, in her rather more mature and subtle vein."
"I live here with my mother and stepfather. My mother has married again. She is Mrs. Vincent Farron." "Didn't I tell you life played strange tricks?" he exclaimed. He sprang up, and took a position on the hearth-rug. "I know all about him. I once reported on the Electric Equipment Company. That's the same Farron, isn't it?
Wayne hastily outlined the things Mr. Farron might say. "He works for Vincent," Adelaide repeated. It seemed to her an absolutely stupendous coincidence, and her imagination pictured the clash between them the effort of Vincent to put the fear of God into this man. Would he be able to? Which one would win? Never before had she doubted the superior power of her husband; now she did.
"Mathilde, what is the name of your young friend?" There was a little pause before Mathilde answered that she was sorry, but she didn't know. Mrs. Farron turned to her husband and made a little gesture to indicate that this ignorance on the girl's part did not bear out his theory; but she saw that he did not admit it, that he clung still to his impression.
Farron Saftleigh had simply destroyed the letter, of no consequence at all as coming from a person not primarily concerned or authorized, and set off from Denver City the same day for a business visit to San Francisco. Sylvie saw the plain fact; that they were penniless. And this could not be told to her mother. She went to Desire Ledwith, and asked her what she could do.
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