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The recognition was instantaneous, mutual, and characterized by perfect equanimity on both sides. "Well! I wanter know!" said the lady, although the exclamation point was purely conventional. "Abner Langworthy! though perhaps I've no call to say 'Abner." "Same to you, Rosalie though I say it too," returned the landlord. "But hol' on just a minit."
Langworthy was there to hear; she rode her horse at a gallop into the yard and right up to the veranda when Mrs. Langworthy was there to see, swinging down as her mount jerked to standstill, as "ladylike" about it all as a wild Comanche; at table she talked of prize boars and sick calves and other kindred vulgar matters.
It is nothing but details," cried the little Jew. "The papers is full of them. I vish to the Lord that that Langworthy had proke his neck in the Ural Mountains before he got up to any such games. Vat business had he to go examining gravel and peeping about in such places as them. Nobody that's any good would ever go to the Ural Mountains at all."
The latter took a pinch of snuff from a tortoise-shell box, and flicked away a few wandering grains which settled upon the front of his coat. "Yes," he went on, I saw Langworthy off to Russia. Then I saw your son start for Africa. He's an interprising lad, and sure to do well there. coelum non animam mutant, as we used to say at Clongowes.
"Good evening, Miss Langworthy," he said cordially. "I haven't seen much of you this time, have I? Two reasons, you know: busy all day and half the night, for one thing, and for another, Hampton has monopolized you, hasn't he?" Marcia laughed softly. "To a man your size the second reason is absurd. . . . Will you sit down? You see, I am taking it for granted that you come here to see me.
Byers was not an ordinary observer, and her auditor was not an ordinary listener. "She's older than she gives herself out to be," said Mrs. Byers tentatively, "and them kitten ways don't amount to much." Mr. Langworthy nodded. Had Mrs. Byers discovered a homicidal tendency in Mary Ellen he would have been equally unmoved. "She don't handsome much," continued Mrs. Byers musingly, "but"
Langworthy, nodding his head, as assenting to an undeniable proposition, "and you I suppose you're gettin' on too. I reckon you're er married eh?" with a slight suggestion of putting the question delicately. The lady nodded, ignoring the hesitation. "Yes, let me see, it's just three years and three days. Constantine Byers I don't reckon you know him from Milwaukee. Timber merchant.
This time, introduced to Mrs. Langworthy, Lee got for his bow a remarkably cold stare. Others might forget, here in the open, the distinction between people of the better class and their servants not Mrs. Langworthy, if you please. Having created his imaginary woman, Lee was ripe to fall in love with her when she came.
Already it seemed that everybody was on the most cheerful terms with everybody else. Suddenly Lee's eyes, still seeking Judith, found Marcia. Surrounded by a little knot of men, each of them plainly seeking to become her happy partner for the next dance, adorably helpless as usual, Miss Langworthy was allowing the men to fight it out among themselves. Lee moved a little nearer to see her better.
"Hampton's a prevaricator," he said gravely, as he looked down into the merry blue eyes turned up to him. "But he's a gentleman I have to thank for the introduction. I am very happy to know you, Miss Langworthy." "And now," cried Marcia, slipping her hand out of Lee's and going to a chair near the table, "do tell me all about that terrible, terrible night.
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