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Updated: April 30, 2025
Now this was going to be too bad! Henceforth I was to rank merely as "the public," no matter how much Lady Baltimore I should lunch upon! A happy thought seized me, and I spoke out instantly on the strength of it. "Miss La Heu, I've a confession to make." But upon this beginning of mine the inauspicious door opened and young John Mayrant came in.
But she had reckoned without Hortense; worse than that, she had reckoned without John Mayrant; in her meddling attempt to guide his affairs in the way that she believed would be best for him, she forgot that the boy whom she had brought up was no longer a child, and thus she unpardonably ignored his rights as a man.
Of course, I found myself hoping that John Mayrant had put the owner of the Hermana in bed at the slight cost of a bruise above his left eye. I wondered if the cake was again countermanded, and I started upon that line. "I think I'll have to-day, if you please, another slice of that Lady Baltimore." And I made ready for another verbal skirmish. "I'm so sorry! It's a little stale to-day.
This dignitary was evidently hoping to lead me among the monuments, recite to me their old histories, and benefit by my consequent gratitude; he had even got so far as smiling and removing his hat when John Mayrant stopped him.
It put her on her guard. "Don't be indiscreet," she laughed. "Isn't timely indiscretion discretion?" "And don't be clever," she said. "Tell me what you have to say if you're quite sure you'll not be sorry." "Quite sure. There's no reason now that the untruth is properly and satisfactorily established that one person should not know that John Mayrant broke that engagement."
But please to think of Juliet after ten years of Romeo and his pin-headed intelligence and his preordained infidelities. Do you imagine that her predecessor, Rosamond, would have had no successors? Juliet would have been compelled to divorce Romeo, if only for the children's sake. "The children!" cried John Mayrant. "Why, it's for their sake deserted women abstain from divorce!"
"Why, John Mayrant," I said, "you could never offend me unless I thought that you wished to, and how should I possibly think that?" "Thank you," he replied very simply. I rang the bell a second time. "If we can get into the house," I suggested, "won't you stop and dine with me?" He was going to accept.
"Tom, oh Tom! you Tom!" called John Mayrant; and after the man had come from the kitchen: "You may put the punch-bowl and things on the table, and clear away and go to bed. My Great-uncle Marston Chartain," he continued to me, "was of eccentric taste, and for the last twenty years of his life never had anybody to dinner but the undertaker."
"Since John Mayrant was fifteen he has had many loves; and for myself, knowing him and believing in him as I do, I feel confident that he will make no connection distasteful to the family when he really comes to marry." This time I gasped outright. "But the cake! next Wednesday!" She made, with her small white hand, a slight and slighting gesture.
"Edward, will you please help me upstairs?" And thus the lame, irreconcilable lady left the room with the assistance of her unhappy warrior, who must have suffered far more keenly than I did. This departure left us all in a constraint which was becoming unbearable when the blessed doorbell rang and delivered us, and Miss Josephine St. Michael entered with John Mayrant.
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