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Presbury, who was full of alternating hopes and fears, both wholly irrational. "She can have him if she wants him," replied Presbury. "But it's only fair to warn her that he's a stiff dose." "Is the money CERTAIN?" inquired Mildred's mother with that shrewdness whose rare occasional displays laid her open to the unjust suspicion of feigning her habitual stupidity. "Yes," said Presbury amiably.
She had gained several pounds in the three intervening days; her face had filled out, color had come back in all its former beauty to her lips. Perhaps there was some slight aid from art in the extraordinary brilliancy of her eyes. Presbury inventoried her with a succession of grunts of satisfaction. "Yes, he'll want you," he said. "You'll strike him as just the show piece he needs.
Presbury" because he had discovered that when so addressed she always winced, and, if he put a certain tone into his voice, she quivered. "That dinner aged you five years," he went on. "Besides, you drank so much that it went to your head and made you slather him with flatteries that irritated him. He thought you were a fool, and no one is stupid enough to like to be flattered by a fool." Mrs.
I'll not put up with foolishness of any kind." "I understand," said Presbury. "You'll find that she'll meet all your conditions." "Explain to her that, while I'm the easiest, most liberal-spending man in the world when I'm getting what I want, I am just the opposite when I'm not getting what I pay for.
Presbury congratulated herself on her wisdom in having come alone to hear Tilker's report. She did not repeat any part of it to Mildred except what he had said about the wealth. That she enlarged upon until Mildred's patience gave out. She interrupted with a shrewd: "Anything else, mamma? Anything about him personally?" "We've got to judge him in that way for ourselves," replied Mrs. Presbury.
While I'm looking up her pedigree, so to speak, I want you to get her mother to explain to her just what kind of a man I am." "Certainly, certainly," said Presbury. "Have her told that I don't put up with foolishness. If she wants to look at a man, let her look at me." "You'll have no trouble in that way," said Presbury. "I DID have trouble in that way," replied the general sourly.
She said: "Yes, I'll go. And I'll marry him if I can." "I told him he could have you," said Presbury. "I explained to him that you were a rare specimen of the perfect lady just what he wanted and that you, and all your family, would be grateful to anybody who would undertake your support." Mrs. Presbury flushed angrily. "You've made it perfectly useless for her to go!" she cried.
And he's too shrewd not to be aware that his choice is limited." "You can't frighten me," said Mildred, with a radiant, coquettish smile for practice. "Nothing could frighten me." "I'm not trying," replied Presbury. "Nor will Siddall frighten you. A woman who's after a bill-payer can stomach anything." "Or a man," said Mildred.
She waved her useless, pretty hands helplessly. "I don't see HOW we are to get on, Mildred!" Her mother wished her to go! Her mother had fallen under the influence of Presbury her mother, woman-like, or rather, ladylike, was of kin to the helpless, flabby things that float in the sea and attach themselves to whatever they happen to lodge against. Her mother wished her to go!
And as it watched it uttered a strange, shrill, feeble sound which she could still remember distinctly and terribly. It seemed to her now that if she were to utter any sound at all, it would be that one. ON the Monday before Thanksgiving, Presbury went up to New York to look after one of the little speculations in Wall Street at which he was so clever.
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