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The newcomer, office pallor heavily upon him, but his air of languor obviously assumed and artificial, darted his eyes around the room, to Holland, Nadine, and then to Joe where they rested for a moment. He murmured some banality to Nadine, indicative of a long acquaintance and then approached Joe, who had automatically come to his feet, and extended a hand to be shaken. "I'm Frank Hodgson.
"I know" he slowly answered, "that one of them is Miss or Madame Delande, old Fraser's house duenna I will still call him Fraser, you see the other is the mystery of Delhi. Popularly supposed to be the old boy's daughter, and his sole heiress, Miss Nadine," concluded the young aid-de-camp. "The old curmudgeon keeps her judiciously veiled from mortal ken.
Nadine said, "Max, it took the human race ten thousand years to put even a temporary halt to the international war, now you want to bring it back for the sake of a sadistic Telly show." "Yeah, but gee " Joe Mauser said, "Max, go on back to the bar and have yourself a drink. I want to talk to Nadine."
However, institutions, including socio-political ones, can become outdated. When they do, no matter how intelligent, capable and honest the governmental heads, that socio-political system can be a hell. If, at such time there are capable, intelligent persons available, they will take such measures as are necessary to change the institutions." Nadine had come to her feet.
Nadine Johnstone's utter wretchedness gave her no sense of a loss by the hand of Death. For a father's love she had never known, and her mother a mystery! The two women cowering together above the old pedant's den with sorrowing hearts communed while Justine Delande directed the packing of her slender belongings.
He didn't bother to tell her that already the greater part of his small fortune had been siphoned off in Freddy Soligen's campaign to make him a celebrity. He said, instead, "The stock shares I'll make aren't particularly important, Nadine. But Stonewall Cogswell has pledged that if I'll fly for him in the Carbonaceous Fuel-United Miners fracas, he'll press my ambitions for promotion."
Now can you guess whom I mean?" Eileen's pleasant, plain little face flushed up. "Oh, the Nadine girl on the ship! The one who looked so nice in the Moon dress. Petro bought it for Ena. And she gave it to that fascinating girl. She Ena, I mean told me all about it." "And about the girl, too?" "What was there to tell?" "Blamed if I know. But Ena was hinting dark things this afternoon.
The receptionist said, "Good afternoon, Dr. Haer. Mr. Holland is expecting you." It came to Joe now Philip Holland, secretary to Harlow Mannerheim, the Minister of Foreign Affairs. He had met the man a few months ago at Nadine's home in that swank section of Greater Washington once known as Baltimore. But he had no idea what Nadine had in mind bringing him here.
No one thought of noticing the plain, dark little figure half hidden by the curtains in the bay window, or they would have seen Dorothy start and fairly gasp for breath as her eyes fell upon the nurse Kendal had brought with him, and heard them discuss the point that Nadine must be installed there as nurse. Her brain fairly reeled, and it flashed over her mind what a villain Kendal really was.
Will you kindly join us in the reception room in half an hour, and I will present Major Hawke, my old friend. He has just returned from England." "And Miss Nadine?" meekly demanded the happy woman. The old Commissioner's brow darkened, as he shortly said: "My daughter will be served in her rooms, as usual on such formal occasions. These interlopers are no part of her life.
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