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Updated: May 18, 2025


The prince pointed to the vacant arm-chair at the other side of the fireplace. Deulin took the chair with that leisureliness of movement and demeanor of which Lady Orlay, and Cartoner, and others who were intimate with him, knew the inner meaning. His eyes were oddly bright.

She gave a little shiver as she looked round the room. After a short silence Deulin rose suddenly and held out his hand. "Good-bye," he said. "You are too discerning. Good-bye." "You are going ?" "Away," he answered, with a wave of the hand descriptive of space. "I must go and pack my trunks." Lady Orlay had not moved when Mr. Mangles came up to say good-night.

Miss Mangles sat down and accepted Lady Orlay's invitation in the full and perfect conviction that she owed it to her greatness. "Are they abstainers?" she asked, reflectively, going back in her mind over the causes she had championed. "Nay," replied Joseph, winking gravely at a policeman in Northumberland Avenue. "Perhaps Lord Orlay is open to conviction."

Lady Orlay's entertainments were popularly said to be too crowded, and no one knew this better than Lady Orlay. "Let us ask them all and be done with them," she said; and had said it for thirty years, ever since she had begun a social existence with no other prospects than that which lay in her husband's brain then plain Mr. Orlay.

Paul Deulin happened to be in Lady Orlay's drawing-room, nearly a month later, when Miss Cahere's name was announced. He made a grimace and stood his ground. Lady Orlay, it may be remembered, was one of those who attempt to keep their acquaintances in the right place that is to say, in the background of her life.

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