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On every highway was a procession of cars stopping along the route for street meetings and converging in Rochester for the convention. There was little change in officers. Three vice-presidents were added, Mrs. Alfred E. Lewis of Geneva, Mrs. Livermore, Mrs. Notman. Mrs. Cannon was succeeded as corresponding secretary by Miss Marion May of New York. Mrs. Abbott and Mrs.
But when we came next to the order in which the dishes were to be served " Miss Notman paused in the middle of the sentence, and shuddered over the private and poignant recollections which the order of the dishes called up. By this time Father Benwell had discovered his mistake.
Father Benwell made a last desperate effort to pave the way for one more question before he submitted to defeat. "That must be your fault, my dear lady!" he interposed, with his persuasive smile. Miss Notman simpered. "You confuse me, Father!" she said softly. "I speak from inward conviction, Miss Notman.
"I have myself to blame," he thought bitterly, "for being left in the dark." "Anything wrong with the coffee?" Miss Notman asked anxiously. He rushed on his fate. He said, "Nothing whatever. Pray go on." Miss Notman went on. "You see, Father, Lady Loring was unusually particular about the dinner on this occasion. She said, 'Lord Loring reminds me that Mr.
At five o'clock, on the day which followed his introduction to Romayne, Father Benwell sat drinking his coffee in the housekeeper's room to all appearance as much at his ease as if he had known Miss Notman from the remote days of her childhood.
The other seems, to my humble view, to be the young lady of whom we have been speaking. Is it not strange that Miss Eyrecourt has never been married?" The trap had been elaborately set; Father Benwell had every reason to anticipate that Miss Notman would walk into it. The disconcerting housekeeper walked up to it and then proved unable to advance a step further.
"A large dinner party, Miss Notman?" "Oh, dear, no! Quite the reverse. Only one gentleman Mr. Romayne." Father Benwell set down his cup of coffee, half way to his lips. He at once drew the correct conclusion that the invitation to Romayne must have been given and accepted after he had left the picture gallery.
Perhaps Miss Eyrecourt makes a fourth?" "Certainly, Father!" "A very charming person, Miss Notman. I only speak as a stranger. You, no doubt, are much better acquainted with Miss Eyrecourt?" "Much better, indeed if I may presume to say so," Miss Notman replied. "She is my lady's intimate friend; we have often talked of Miss Eyrecourt during the many years of my residence in this house.
"At least let me hear that you don't disapprove of my conduct under trying circumstances," she said. Father Benwell took her hand. "A true Christian only feels offenses to pardon them," he remarked, in his priestly and paternal character. "You have shown me, Miss Notman, that you are a true Christian. My evening has indeed been well spent. God bless you!"
When she spoke of "her humble position," she invariably referred to some offense offered to her dignity, and she was invariably ready to state the grievance at full length. Ignorant of this peculiarity, Father Benwell committed a fatal error. He inquired, with courteous interest, what the housekeeper's "trials" might be. "Oh, sir, they are beneath your notice!" said Miss Notman modestly.
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