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Updated: May 17, 2025
Haldene never came away from the hair-dresser's empty-handed; in fact, she carried away with her food for thought that took fully a week to digest.
There were several escapes, but Patty stood her ground. "You are looking charming, my dear," said Mrs. Haldene. "Thank you." "You go to the wedding, of course." "Yes; mother and I leave to-night for New York. I am so excited over it. To think of John's being married to a celebrity!" Patty was excited, but this excitement did not find its origin in anything exultant.
Franklyn-Haldene's lips where she had secured her information. She would do more than that; she would make her prove every word of it. So Patty marched toward the Haldene place, marched, because that verb suggests something warlike, something belligerent. And there was war a-plenty in Patty's heart. Each step she took sang out a sharp "Meddler-gossip! meddler-gossip!"
"I always knew that some time or other the plebeian Bennington blood would crop out," went on Mrs. Haldene. "But we must not criticize the dead," benignly. "We shall have to receive her." "After a fashion," replied Mrs. Haldene, opening her prayer-book. Her tone implied that things would not go very smoothly for the interloper. "All this comes from assimilating English ideas," she added. Mrs.
"Yes, it was," Patty assented, her heart beginning to throb violently. "Thank you. And I have been looking for it high and low." Patty passed the bag to her enemy. How to begin, how to begin! "Mrs. Haldene!" Patty's voice was high-pitched and quavering. "Why, Patty!" "Why did you write this base letter to me!" exhibiting the letter resolutely. "Do not deny that you wrote it.
Haldene, and I hope you will do me the favor to deny the report whenever you come across it." Patty had returned. "It seems incredible that a young man may not call upon a young woman without their names becoming coupled matrimonially." "Nevertheless, he is regarded as extremely eligible."
Patty spoke bravely, for she hadn't the least idea whose side Mr. Haldene would take. She was not aware that, for all his idle habits and failings, he had that quality of justice which, upon occasions, makes a terrible judge of a just man. "Will you let me see that letter?" he asked. Patty gave it to him without conditions.
Haldene's patronage possessed a lively imagination together with an endless chain of gossip. Mrs. Haldene was superior to gossiping with servants, but a hair-dresser is a little closer in relation to life. Many visited her in the course of a week, and some had the happy faculty of relieving their minds of what they saw and heard regardless of the social status of the listener. Mrs.
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