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He belongs to the best club and he dresses well, and as to society why, he is in the very heart of it; our kind of society, I mean." "I know, I know. But well, Cousin Percy doesn't speak well of him. He says he is a very fast young man." Gertrude bit her lip. "Did Percy say that!" she exclaimed. "How odd! Why, Monty I mean Mr. Holway said almost the same thing about him.
I'll make out a list of eligibles to-day and we'll give an 'At Home' next week." "But, Gertie the expense. It costs so dreadfully. We're not rich; that is, not very rich." "No matter. Everyone thinks we are. If they didn't, most of them would cut us dead to-morrow. We must pretend to be very rich. I'll make out the list. Mr. Holway will help me. He is coming to call this evening."
She was the brazen thing. Dancin' around! And all hands sittin' lookin' at her as if she was a Sunday School. Everybody! Serena and Gertie and that Holway man and all. And Gertie up and says she might like to dance that way. She! And Cousin Percy laughin' because she said it." "Hold on! Wait a minute, Captain. I never saw you so excited. What about this Cousin Percy of yours?
He spoke of his own loneliness, and of Serena's infatuation for society, of Gertrude's coming and the great change in her, of the gay life in Scarford, and of his daughter's apparent love for it. He gave his opinion of Hungerford and of Holway, the latter's friend.
The whole crowd may be licked to death in this election. It sounds too good to be true, but it may be. It's enough to make a fellow hop in and do some political work himself for the other side. What?" The political work continued, mornings and afternoons, evenings and far into the nights. Serena was in it, Gertrude was in it, and Cousin Percy and Mr. Holway were in it because she was.
That line o' talk don't buy you anything," said Holway curtly. "What's the use of beefing?" "Now you're shouting, my friend," agreed old Gideon. "I guess, Elliot, you can loosen up on the chef's throat awhile. He's had persuading enough, don't you reckon? I'll sit here and sorter keep the boys company while you cut the pack-ropes and bring 'em here.
We'll show old Holway that we can't be led around by the nose. "'Tompkins, says I, 'I know your head well enough to be sartin that it didn't work this out by itself. And why are you so sure of the billiard roomers? Who put you up to this? "He rapped the side of his nose. 'The smartest politician in this town, says he, 'and the oldest J. W. Gale, Esq.! S-s-sh-h! Don't say nothin'.
What would Miss Dusante think? I had almost arranged to take dancing lessons of her. Think of Mr. Holway. Is there a young man like him in Trumet? Think of Cousin Percy!" That was quite enough. Serena rose, her eyes flashing. "Stop!" she cried. "Stop this minute! Gertrude Dott, your father and I are going back to Trumet and you are going with us." "Oh, no, I'm not. Why, Cousin Percy "
Holway had given a very full account of a "dinner dance" which he had recently attended, "a very exclusive affair, only the best people, you know," Percy, who had been listening impatiently, turned toward him and drawled: "I remember that dance. Beastly tiresome, I judged it would be, so I sent regrets. I heard you enjoyed yourself, old chap. Said I imagined so, considering your company.
Gordon tied the hands of Big Bill behind him, then roped his feet together, after which he did the same for Holway. The old miner superintended the job and was not satisfied till he had added a few extra knots on his own behalf. "That'll hold them for awhile, I shouldn't wonder.
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