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"These little matters, then," pursued Gianapolis, "all go to prove to ME that you are a man of enterprise and spirit that you are the very man I require. Now I can offer you a post in the establishment of Mr. Henry Leroux, the novelist. The service will be easy. You will be required to attend to callers and to wait at table upon special occasions.
Denise's plan, a good one in many respects, had the fault of being over-elaborate. Now, when it was too late to advise her friend of any amendment, Helen perceived that there was no occasion for her to suffer the society of Gianapolis. To bid him good evening, and then to follow him, herself, was a plan much superior to that of keeping him company whilst Denise followed both!
"Had you proposed to walk?" inquired Gianapolis, bending deferentially and taking his place beside her with a confidence which showed that her opportunity for repelling his attentions was past. "Yes," she said, hesitatingly; "but I fear I am detaining you"... Of two evils she was choosing the lesser; the idea of being confined in a cab with this ever-smiling Greek was unthinkable.
Since he was engaged on the spot without reference to the invisible Leroux, he was immediately confirmed in the latter part of his surmise. He departed well satisfied with his affairs, and with the promise of the future, over which Mr. Gianapolis, the cherubic, radiantly presided. For close upon a month Soames performed the duties imposed upon him in the household of Henry Leroux.
"What!" cried M. Gaston, rising to his feet, his eyes bright with gratitude, "you will do that?" "With pleasure," said Sir Brian Malpas, wearily; "nor am I jealous! But no! do not thank me, for I do not share your views upon the subject, monsieur. You are a devout worshiper; I, an unhappy slave!" Into the Palm Court of the Hotel Astoria, Mr. Gianapolis came, radiant and bowing.
The lady of the tiger skins was surrounded by an admiring group of unusuals, and Helen, who had turned again to the big canvas, suddenly became aware that the little cross-eyed man was bowing and beaming radiantly before her. "May I be allowed," said Olaf van Noord who stood beside him, "to present my friend Mr. Gianapolis, my dear Miss Cumberly?"...
"On the contrary," declared Gianapolis; "I flatter myself that I am too good a judge of character to make that mistake."
Certainly, certainly!"... "Will it be sent to me?" "My dear fellow! How absurd you are! Can you get out to-morrow evening about nine o'clock?" "Yes, easily." "Then I will meet you at the corner of Victoria Street, by the hotel, and hand you your first quarter's salary. Will that be satisfactory?" "Perfectly," said Soames, his small eyes sparkling with avarice. "Most decidedly, Mr. Gianapolis.
"My grip!" he began, nervously. "It will be placed in your room, Soames." The voice of the Greek answered him from the darkness. Guided by the hand of Gianapolis, he passed on and descended a flight of stone steps. Ahead of him a light shone out beneath a door, and, as he stumbled on the steps, the door was thrown suddenly open.
Nevertheless, she was relieved when at last she found herself in the familiar Square with her foot upon the steps of Palace Mansions. "Good night, Mr. Gianapolis!" she said, and frankly offered her hand. The Greek raised it to his lips with exaggerated courtesy, and retained it, looking into her eyes in his crooked fashion.
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