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Brown know it?" "What do you mean?" Lispenard laughed. "Does Stirling know it? Because I advise you to tell him before you decide to do anything with him. He's not easy to drive." "Of course he'll be glad to meet nice people." "Try him." "What do you mean?" "I mean that Peter Stirling won't give a raparee for all the society you can give him." "You don't know what you are talking about."
On, through the Lispenard meadows, on, until they struck Broadway; no pursuers within sight, and at Crown Street Oliver bade him turn in the direction of the river, and drive down until he reached the slip which lay at the foot of the street. All was still.
But it's much easier to notice what women say, and answer 'yes' and 'no' at the right points." Peter looked puzzled. "Nonsense, Lispenard," said Miss De Voe. "He's really one of the best connoisseurs I know, Mr. Stirling." "There," said Lispenard. "You see. Only agree with people, and they think you know everything."
When they joined the ladies, they found Lispenard Ogden there, and he intercepted Peter. "Look here," he said. "A friend of mine has just come back from Europe, with a lot of prints. He's a fellow who thinks he has discrimination, and he wants me to come up and look them over to-morrow evening. He hopes to have his own taste approved and flattered. I'm not a bit good at that, with men.
He talked familiarly and brilliantly, though making constant fun of his own opinions, and often jeering at the faults of the picture. Miss De Voe also talked well, so Peter really did supply the ears for the party. He was very much pleased when they both praised a certain picture. "It seemed to me the best here." "Unquestionably," said Lispenard. "There is poetry and feeling in it."
No one of my generation could have said that. You will turn my head, sir and isn't that being dangerous? For the heads of my generation, the new generation, as you call it, are not easy to turn." "No. True enough," said Mr. Lispenard, nodding with cynical approval. "Their heads are on so tight there is no turning them; no flexibility about the young people to-day.
"Possibly," said Peter, "if I had more capital, I should use some on society." "Good," said Lispenard. "Heavens," he said to himself, "he's made a joke! Cousin Anneke will never believe it." He told her the next day, and his statement proved correct. "I know you made the joke," she said. "He didn't." "And why shouldn't he joke as well as I?" "It doesn't suit him." "Why not?"
Still Peter said nothing. "Are you sure she didn't give you a chance to have more of her society?" Lispenard was smiling. "Ogden," said Peter gently, "you are behaving contemptibly and you know it." The color blazed up into Lispenard's face and he rose, saying: "Did I understand you aright?" The manner and attitude were both threatening though repressed.
I don't think anybody had a good time, unless it was Cousin Lispenard. And he wasn't a bit nice. He had some joke to himself, and kept making remarks that nobody could understand, and chuckling over them. I told him once that he was rude, but he said that 'when people went to a play they should laugh at the right points. That's the nice thing about Mr. Stirling.
But Lispenard was right. Peter had enjoyed the dinner at Miss De Voe's and the evening at Mr. Le Grand's. Yet each night on reaching his rooms, he had sat long hours in his straight office chair, in the dark. He was thinking of what Miss Leroy had told him of of He was not thinking of "Society." Peter made his dinner call at Miss De Voe's, but did not find her at home.
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