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"Whenever people look at my check-book they take so long scolding me about the way I do it that there's no time left for putting it right." "I won't say another word," returned Lanley; "only it would really help you " "I don't want any one to do it who says my sevens are like fours," she went on. Lanley compressed his lips slightly, but contented himself by merely lengthening the tail of a seven.
But she didn't; she asked instead, with a tone of disarming sweetness, "Shall we be perfectly candid with each other?" A quick gleam came into Mrs. Wayne's eyes. "Not much," she seemed to say. She had learned to distrust nothing so much as her own candor, and her interview with Mr. Lanley had put her specially on her guard. "I hope you will be candid, Mrs.
"I hope Mrs. Baxter got my card." He mentioned his card as if it had been a gift, not munificent, but not negligible, either. "Suppose she got it if you left it," said Mr. Lanley, who had heard her comment on it. "My man's pretty good at that sort of thing." "Ah, how rare they are getting!" said Wilsey, with a sigh "good servants. Upon my word, Lanley, I'm almost ready to go."
They had reached the house, and Pete was fishing in his pocket for his keys. "Do you think Mr. Lanley is a snob?" he asked. As usual Mrs. Wayne evaded the direct answer. "I got an unfavorable impression of him this afternoon." "For failing to see that I was a king among men?" "For backing up every stupid thing his daughter said." "Loyalty is a fine quality."
Lanley. "It was the custom," interrupted Adelaide in exactly the same tone, "for a hostess to be in her drawing-room at least five minutes before the hour set for the arrival of the guests." "Adelaide," her father pleaded, "I don't talk like that; at least not often." "You would, though, if you didn't have me to correct you," she retorted.
They all went into the drawing-room, Adelaide the calmest of the three. "I wonder," she said, "if you two would mind dining a little earlier than usual. I might sleep if I could get to bed early, and I must be at the hospital before eight." Mr. Lanley agreed a little more quickly than it was his habit to speak.
Lanley, and reflected that it was not always necessary to bring the young people with you. "You know, he could not possibly have turned enough to see," Pete whispered reprovingly to Mathilde. "I suppose not; and yet it seemed so queer to be talking to my grandfather with " "You must try and adapt yourself to your environment," he returned, and put his arm about her.
"O Pete, her daughter got out of the reformatory only yesterday," Mrs. Wayne replied. Lanley saw that the Wayne housekeeping was immensely complicated by crime. "I believe I am the only person in your employ not a criminal," he said, closing the books. "These balance now." "Have I anything left?" "Only about a hundred and fifty." She brightened at this. "Oh, come," she said, "that's not so bad.
Perhaps," she added, with one of her fatal impulses toward concession, "perhaps your friends are untrustworthy and spiteful, as you say " Mrs. Baxter drew herself up. "My friends, Mrs. Wayne," she said "my friends, I think, will compare favorably even with the wives of your drunkards." Mr. Lanley rose to his feet. "Shall we go up-stairs?" he said. Mr. Wilsey offered Mrs. Baxter his arm.
That's what I usually find lies behind the socialism of socialists the sense of being excluded. This poor lady has evidently very little usage du monde. It is her pitiful little protest, dear Madam, against your charm, your background, your grand manner." They sank upon an ample sofa near the fire, and though the other end of the large room was chilly, Lanley and Mrs.
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