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Followin' which, Doris uses the powder-puff under her eyes a little and we adjourns to the Plutoria palm-room, where we had a perfectly good dinner, all the humility Westy could buy with a two-dollar tip, and no folksy chatter on the side. Next day the Westlakes calls up another agency, and by night they had an entire new line of help on the job. What do you guess, though?
She replaced the pin, then surreptitiously removed some expensive cologne from a large bottle, transferring the perfume to a smaller bottle which she took from her pocket, dabbed her nose with Lilas's powder-puff, and began laying out her enemy's next change of costume. Lorelei had left a handful of silver carelessly exposed, and, discovering this, Mrs. Croft counted it.
In youth her cheeks had been of cream and roses, but they were mottled now by middle-age, and again that hard, ugly directness came into her eyes as she dabbed a powder-puff across her forehead. Quickly, not to lose the effect, she grasped her skirts strongly in both hands, and went downstairs. She had been hoping for this visit for some time past.
She seemed to have cried a great deal lately her nature had melted in a strange way, and the tears she had so seldom shed as a girl were now continually ready to fall but she had never cried as much as she cried this morning. By the time she reached Charing Cross she was in desperate need of that powder-puff Bertie had urged her to possess.
He laid down the fragrant powder-puff he had been turning slowly between his fingers, and moved back toward the bed. In the interval he had reached a decision. "Well isn't it natural that I should think so?" he began again, as he stood beside her. "When we married I never expected you to care or know much about economics. It isn't a quality a man usually chooses his wife for.
She was fidgety, talkative, and continually concerned over the state of her complexion, inspecting it in the mirror of her bag at frequent intervals and using a powder-puff liberally to mitigate the pernicious effects of the tropic sun.
There was a sort of muffled crossness in her voice, but as she passed the powder-puff over her face her eyes and her lips were smiling. Nigel leaned his arm upon the table. "Ruby," he said. "Well what is it?" She stopped powdering. "I wish you wouldn't do all that." "All what?" "All those things to your face. You are beautiful. I wish you would leave your face alone." "I do, practically.
All you want is a basin and some nice rain-water. I keep a little reservoir of it." He then handed her the same with great politeness. She looked in his eye, and saw he was not to be trifled with. She complied like a lamb, and the heavenly color and velvet gloss that resulted were admirable. He kissed her and said, "Ah! now you are my Rosa again. Oblige me by handing over that powder-puff to me."
There is now, and has been for the best part of the last forty-eight hours, outpost shooting on all sides, which remains quite unexplained. Listen how it happens. You are sitting at a loophole, half asleep, perhaps, during the daytime, when crack! a bullet sends a shower of brick chips and a powder-puff of dust over your head. You swear, maybe, and quietly continue dozing.
No, this is some one not specially interesting, but not bad; only Baroudi." Mrs. Armine's hands dropped from the arms of the chair, as she turned towards the glass. "Baroudi!" she said, as if the name meant nothing to her. "Why do you string one up for nothing, Nigel?" She took up a powder-puff. "Do you mean the man on the Hohenzollern? What has he to do with us?"
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