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Then she had a conversation with Miss Van Buren; and the consequence is that the sooner 'Lorelei's' name is changed to 'Mascotte' the better the owner will be pleased; and no questions asked." "By Jove!" said I, again. There's something uncanny about the Mariner's adopted relative.
Although he considered himself a spendthrift, her reckless disregard of money gave him a jolt, but he was working to gain time, and his relief on Lorelei's account deadened all other feelings. Before long he had advanced several thousand dollars to the girl, and still her desire for martyrdom had not entirely vanished.
Bob was in fine fettle, what with the anticipation of Lorelei's delight at his gift and the certainty of an agreeable hour with his tailor. It was always a pleasure to deal with Kurtz, for in his shop customers were treated with the most delicate consideration.
But I'm afraid you don't intend to have a good time, Mr. " They had found their places at the table, and Lorelei's escort was seating her. "I didn't catch your name when we were introduced." "Nor I," said he, taking his place beside her. "It sounded like Rice Curry or some other damnable dish, but it's really Merkle John T. Merkle." "Ah! You're a banker.
Peter stroked the hand in his clasp, and his weak, upturned face was wrinkled with apprehension. "She thinks you should see the world and make something of yourself." "That would be nice." Lorelei's lips were still parted as she turned toward her mother in some bewilderment. "You'd like the city, wouldn't you?" Mrs. Knight inquired. "Why, yes; I suppose so."
As time went on and evidences of prosperity showed themselves Lorelei's family forgot some of their dislike of Bob and became more companionable. Strangely enough, too, their cost of living increased in proportion to their friendliness; but Bob never questioned any amount they asked him for, and he swelled their allowance with characteristic prodigality.
Although he prided himself upon a reputation for harsh cynicism and cherished the conviction that he was wholly without sentiment, he was in reality more emotional than he believed, and Lorelei's courageous efforts to regenerate her husband, her vigorous determination to build respectability and happiness out of the unpromising materials at her hand, had excited his liveliest sympathy.
"Speed, veils, and goggles may do the trick," said I. "But afterwards? By Jove, what we're let in for!" "We must set our wits to work. Change 'Lorelei's' name and disappear into space." Five minutes later we were off, unrecognizable by our best friends, and Tibe well hidden, deeply interested in his bone at the bottom of the tonneau. But hardly were we away when Miss Rivers cried out
"She has to piece out her salary like the other girls. Why, her whole family is around her neck mother, brother, and father. Old man Knight was run over by a taxi-cab last summer. It didn't hurt the machine, but he's got a broken back, or something. Too bad it wasn't brother Jimmy. You must meet him, by the way. I never heard of Lorelei's doing anything really bad."
After studying Lorelei's unsmiling face his tone altered. "Oh, I know! I slipped, but it couldn't be helped. Nature insisted, and I yielded gracefully, but no harm done, none whatever. This isn't a defeat, my dear; it's a victory. I licked the demon rum and proved myself a man of iron.
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