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The Empress, who had been searching Russia high and low for the pious Father beside whom she had knelt in Kazan, had at last discovered him, and he received a command to an audience at the Palace of Tsarskoe-Selo. The monk, his eyes shining with glee, showed me the letter from Count Fredericks, Minister of the Court, and said: "You must accompany me, Féodor."
I cried, laughing. He was so funny! But he was useful, too; he knew about everybody. Some of the women I shall remember Mrs. Sloane Schuyler, leader of the smallest and most exclusive of Society's many sets a handsome woman with well-arched eyebrows; and Mrs. Fredericks, of the same group; sallow, with great black eyes, talking with tremendous animation; and Mrs. Terry of the newly rich; Mr.
Billman, perhaps because she went out of her way to be nice to the artist's wife. The dark little Hazel Fredericks, with her muddy eyes and rather thick lips, was a more subtle woman than Mrs. Billman and took the pains to cultivate "possibilities." She had Milly at lunch one day and listened attentively to all her dubitations about her husband's career. Then she pronounced:
"Come on, men!" called Blaisdell, turning back toward the others who were still firing. "We'll let well enough alone.... Fredericks, y'u an' Bill help me find the body of the old man. It's heah somewhere." Farther on down the road the searchers stumbled over Gaston Isbel. They picked him up and followed Jean and Gordon, who were supporting the wounded Colmor.
Bunker's opera box when it was given on off nights or matinées to the chief editor's wife, and in turn she was inclined to patronize Mrs. Bragdon by sending her tickets to improving lectures and concerts. Hazel Fredericks, in her quiet and self-effacing manner, had aspirations, Milly suspected. She could not compete either with Mrs. Howard Bunker or Mrs.
"We're out there, visitin' one of our summer folks, as you might say. Remember Mis' Fredericks?" "Why, what the deuce kept you from telling me so at once?" Westover demanded, indignantly. "Guess I hadn't got round to it," said Whitwell, with dry relish. "Do you mean that Cynthia's there?" "Well, I guess they wouldn't cared much for a visit from me."
And from this time the friendship between them declined swiftly. Hazel explained, "They were interested in different things," and "Milly doesn't care for ideas, you know." Mrs. Fredericks, who considered herself to be in the flood-tide of the modern intellectual movement, had few moments to spare for her insignificant friend. Milly realized this with a touch of bitterness.
Go and get your reward; tell my servant to give you ten Fredericks d'or but on one condition." "What condition?" said Pollnitz, joyfully. "As soon as you arrive in Berlin, go to the castle, call the page of the princess, and box him soundly for his villany. Go!"
"There may be something in that," said the detective. "Especially if those men fail to turn up at that tenement again." "Did you mention a man named Mooney?" cried Fredericks. "I did." "Do you know this Mooney?" put in Mr. Wilder to the bookkeeper. "Subrug, the janitor, has a brother-in-law named Mooney a wild kind of a chap who used to hang around more or less."
"General Tyler, the major-general has just learned that the enemy have crossed in force at Blackburn's Ford, below you. You are at once to take measures to protect your left flank." "Ah ha, Jack; Frederick's on the other side, eh?" Barney said, as, standing near the group, these words reached their ears. "Perhaps there are two Fredericks at work. Look yonder!" handing him his glass as he spoke.
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