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'I never heard a divorce court compared to a music-hall, observed Margaret. 'You know exactly what I mean, answered Mrs. Rushmore angrily. 'Don't take me up at every word! Contradicting isn't reasoning. Anybody can contradict. 'And besides, continued Margaret, growing cooler as the other grew warm, 'one cannot be divorced till one has been married. 'Oh, you'll marry soon enough! cried Mrs.
She had burst into a very painful fit of crying when Margaret had left her, and had really suffered more than at any time since the death of the departed Mr. Rushmore. Logotheti had given no sign of life, and Margaret had neither seen him nor heard from him since the eventful day when she had last spoken to him in his own house. He would not even come this evening, she was sure.
But in actual dealing he was constitutionally unable to resist the impulse to get the better of the person with whom he dealt. And on her side, Mrs. Rushmore, though generous to a fault, was by nature incapable of allowing money to slip through her fingers without reason. So the two were well matched, being both born financiers, and Logotheti respected Mrs.
Margaret pressed the kind hand, and a moment later her teacher was hurrying her back through the dark wilderness of the stage to the brilliant house beyond. Schreiermeyer had already disappeared without so much as a word. Mrs. Rushmore had not been at all surprised at Lushington's sudden departure.
Rushmore said, that his name was not his own, for she had met two or three celebrities who had deliberately taken names to which they did not pretend any legal claim, but which sounded better than their own. He had been at Versailles to stay a few days during the previous spring, and Margaret had seen him several times in the interval, and they had occasionally exchanged letters.
Money is money, you know. The good lady's inherited respect for the stuff was discernible in her tone. 'Money! Margaret repeated the word with profound contempt and a good deal of anger. 'Yes, my dear, retorted Mrs. Rushmore severely. 'Yes, money. It is because your father and mother spoke of it in that silly, contemptuous way that they died so poor.
A moment later she was driving away at a smart pace, sitting bolt upright and looking straight before her, her lips pressed tight together, while Lushington walked briskly in the opposite direction. It had all happened in a moment, in a sort of despairing hurry. Constantine Logotheti had at least two reasons for not going out to Versailles as soon as Mrs. Rushmore signified her desire to know him.
When suddenly aware of the approach of an unexpected visitor, she always looked at her fingers. The thing came nearer, roared, sputtered, tooted and was silent. In the silence Mrs. Rushmore heard the tinkle of the gate bell and in a few moments she saw Logotheti coming towards her across the lawn. She was not particularly pleased to see him.
'He's one of the big managers the one who has engaged me. 'Engaged fiddlesticks! commented Mrs. Rushmore, with contempt. 'I say you are quite mad. If not, how do you account for your wishing to go on the stage? Margaret was thinking how she could account for it, when Mrs. Rushmore went on. 'I'll have a specialist out this afternoon to look at you, she said. 'You're not sane.
But he reflected that it was fashionable to be clean-shaven, and that, in point of appearance, all that is fashionable is right, though Plato would have declared it to be removed in the third degree from truth. A week after the accident he went out to Versailles in the morning. Mrs. Rushmore had a headache and Margaret received him.
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