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Oh, I know; this isn't a conventional party, and I'm not here as a conventional guest inside the little coin-purse he gave me is a hundred-dollar bill but, just the same, I don't care to act as your spy." Merkle's grave attention arrested Lorelei's burst of indignation.
The old lady's eyes were shining, the palms which were clasped over Lorelei's hand were hot and tremulous. The look of hungry yearning that greeted the elder woman's words was ample answer, and with a little choking cry she gathered the weak figure into her arms and thrilled as she felt the amber head upon her breast.
He appealed to Merkle with the same result, but succeeded in borrowing a thousand dollars, with which he bought Lorelei a set of black opals, going into debt for half the price. Lorelei's family continued to smart under a sense of bitter injustice, but although they kept aloof they were by no means uninterested in her experiment.
They're crooks, Bob, and they've made a fool of you." Bob checked the speech on Lorelei's lips with an upraised hand, then said slowly, with a painful effort to sober himself: "You're mistaken, Jarvis. She's an honest girl and a good one, too good for me. You mus' 'pologize." The elder man breathed an oath. "She's a blackmailer, and so is this person. Oh, don't look hurt, my friend."
Lorelei looked up from her sewing at a little cry of rage from Lilas. Miss Lynn had torn the message into bits and flung it from her; her eyes were blazing. "Damn him!" she cried, furiously, rising so abruptly as almost to upset Mrs. Croft. "The idiot!" "What is it?" "I must telephone quick." Half-way to the door she halted at Lorelei's warning: "Wait; you haven't time."
"Drive on, quickly," Lorelei implored, but the chauffeur cranked his motor reluctantly, craning his neck in an evident desire to see more of this interesting affray. His companions were laughing loudly and slapping their thighs. Despite Lorelei's hysterically repeated orders, he experienced difficulty in starting the machine; finally he lifted the hood and fumbled inside.
The appreciative bystander lurched forward and flung an arm over his shoulder, then, peering in at the girl, exclaimed: "Good, wasn't it? I had a horse once, an' I know. You're a'right, m' frien'. Let's go get another one." Lorelei's cab got under way at last, but barely in time, for a crowd was assembling.
What a mess you've made of things. Two years ago we were decent, and now " Lorelei's voice broke; her eyes filmed over with tears. "I'd give anything in the world if we were all back in Vale. It took only two years of the city to spoil us." "Never mind the dramatics," Jim growled. "What's your kick? You're on Broadway, ain't you?" "Yes, with a six-room flat on Amsterdam Avenue.
The Hammon-Lynn affair was already notorious; Lorelei's part in it led the stage-broken wiseacres to doubt her innocence, and their altered attitude soon became apparent to her. There was a difference also in the bearing of certain members of the company. She heard conversations retailed at second hand by envious chorus- mates; in her hearing detached remarks were dropped that offended her.
These fond victims of her enticements appeared to be badly singed and crippled. Adoree Demorest, as indignant as Lorelei herself, declared finally that her friend must be the object of a premeditated attack directed by some strong hand, and once this suspicion had entered Lorelei's mind it took root in spite of its seeming extravagance.
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