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Storms, and that objection was disregarded. Mrs. Hanway-Harley could do no more; they would wed, and in later years, while being ground in the mills of a dollarless experience, they might justify the wisdom of her objection. In this gracious fashion did Mrs. Hanway-Harley sanction the union of her only daughter Dorothy with Mr.
I see," returned Mrs. Hanway-Harley, who did not see at all. "You mean Mr. Gwynn." She had heard of Mr. Gwynn, so far as the town knew that personage, from her husband. "But you said 'others'?" "Yes, madam; besides Mr. Gwynn, there are Matzai and Mr. Pickwick." Then, responding to Mrs. Hanway-Harley's inquiring brows, Richard went forward with explanations. "Matzai is my valet, while Mr.
Harley possessed an excellent appetite that New Year's evening; it might have been diminished of edge had his ignorance been less. Mrs. Hanway-Harley looked for Storri to drop in, but since the promise of his coming was known only to herself she did not care to furnish the news of it to Dorothy the rebellious the failure of that nobleman to appear bred no general dismay.
Hanway-Harley called herself the most ill-treated of parents. She said her best and dearest feelings had been trampled upon. In a shower of tears, and a cataract of complaint, she bemoaned her dark, ungrateful destiny. At this, Dorothy's tears began to flow, and the interview became hysterical. Mrs. Hanway-Harley was the earlier to recover her balance.
Richard returned to the mother and daughter; the latter had regained her poise. He introduced himself: "Mr. Richard Storms." The mother gave him her card: "Mrs. John Harley." She added: "My name is Hanway-Harley, and this is my daughter, Dorothy Harley. Hanway is my own family name; I always use it." Then she thanked Richard for his saving interference in her child's destinies.
The simple arrest it would go like wildfire throughout the press meant destruction for Senator Hanway, for Dorothy, for Mrs. Hanway-Harley, for all. White and stricken, Mr. Harley pondered these questions, while Storri watched him. Storri himself did not care to push for extremes. In his vain egotism, which was like a madness, he would not have scrupled to brand Mr.
"Just to think!" she concluded, and a curdling horror gathered in her tones. "Dorothy, you might have broken your nose!" Richard ran a glance over Mrs. Hanway-Harley. She was not coarse, but was superficial a woman of inferior ideals. He marveled how a being so fine as the daughter could have had a no more silken source, and hugged the boot-heel. The daughter was a flower, the mother a weed.
"It will be bliss, madam, to call myself your daughter's husband," said Storri; "but it will be highest honor to find myself your son." Storri did not tell Mrs. Hanway-Harley of those afternoon calls, and the blight of Bess to fall upon them with her eternal crops and politics and populations. Mrs.
"Weally, I shall need all the couwage my fwiends can give me. And you know, Stawms, I stood by you." Mrs. Hanway-Harley supposed the happy ones were to take the B. & O. for New York; Richard explained that they would have a boat. "In fact," said Richard, "the captain has just sent me word that the yacht is anchored off the Navy Yard, awaiting our going aboard." "Yacht?" said Mrs. Hanway-Harley.
Dorothy could have shrieked out in the mere torment of it, and only the sight of Mr. Harley, broken and hopeless and helpless and old, gave her strength and courage to refrain. Storri departed on the heels of dinner to the profound regret of Mrs. Hanway-Harley, who pressed him to remain. The Russian was wise; he must not attempt too much. Dorothy should have respite for a week.
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