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Plumston remained behind as the only comforter. "It was a most contemptible proceeding, my child. When they lifted us and carried us to the other side of the tree I thought it was rather nice of them; something on the order of the old Walter Raleigh days of chivalry, and all that. And just think! The beasts did it to find out whether or not you were really plump and heavy.
Plumston was the apotheosis of all that was undesirable in her sex, but they were exceedingly polite to her, for the reason that Morovenia owed a great deal of money in London and it was a set policy to cultivate the friendship of the British.
She readily won the confidence of Kalora, and Kalora, being most ingenuous and not educated to the wiles of the drawing-room, spoke her thoughts with the utmost candor. "I like you," she said to Mrs. Plumston, "and, oh, how I envy you! You go to balls and dinners and the theater, don't you?" "Alas, yes, and you escape them! How I envy you!" "Your husband is a very handsome man. Do you love him?"
While Kalora was chatting with Mrs. Plumston, the acrobats had entered and, throwing off their yellow-and-black striped gowns, were preparing for the feats. They were behind the two women and at the far end of the garden. Mrs. Plumston and Kalora would have to move to the other side of the tree in order to witness the exhibition. This fact gave the devil-may-care young bachelors a ready excuse.
My presence certainly would remind him of the wreck of all his ambitions, but if I should settle down in Vienna or Paris, or " she paused and gave a little gasp "or if anything should happen to me, if I should should disappear, that is, really disappear, Jeneka would be free to marry and " "Oh, pickles!" said Mrs. Plumston.
Kalora found herself in a wide and easy kind of a basket-chair sitting under a tree and chatting with Mrs. Plumston. She was trying to be at her ease, and all the time she knew that every young man present was staring at her out of the corner of his eye. Mrs. Plumston, although very tall and evidently of brawny strength, had a twittering little voice and a most confiding manner.
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