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That ball out there has got to be made the biggest thing Santa Ysobel ever saw regardless. Come on." The crowd swallowed them up. Making for the Fremont House, I passed Dr. Bowman's stairway, and on impulse turned, ran up. I found the doctor packing, very snappish, very sorry for himself. He was leaving next day for a position in the state hospital for the insane at Sefton.
"What a political economist we have grown to be, mother!" he said, and then he added thoughtfully: "I won't deny, however, that you are right at least, in part. But what more of Helen, mother? Is Mr. Sefton as attentive as ever to his clerk?" She looked at him covertly, as if she would measure alike his expression and the tone of his voice.
He glanced at Felicita's card, which bore the simple inscription, "Mrs. Sefton." "You know my name?" she asked, faltering a little before his keen-eyed, shrewd, business-like observation. He shook his head slightly. "I am the writer of a book called 'Haughmond Towers," she added, "published by Messrs. Price and Gould. It came out last May." "I never heard of it," he answered solemnly.
Sefton, that you will contribute to that end," said the President. She was the centre of a group presently, and the group included the Secretary, Redfield, Garvin and two or three Europeans then visiting in Richmond. Prescott, afar in a corner of the room, watched her covertly. She was animated by some unusual spirit and her eyes were brilliant; her speech, too, was scintillating.
I doubt whether it would do so then." Mr. Sefton bowed respectfully, but added nothing to his statement. "The price of gold has gone up another hundred points, Mr. Sefton," said the President. "Our credit in Europe has fallen in an equal ratio and our Secretary of State has found no way to convince foreign governments that they are undervaluing us."
Oh, Peter I was once, very long ago it seems, Sophia Charmian Sefton, but I am now, and always was, Your Humble Person, The letter fell from my fingers, and I remained staring before me so long that Sir Richard came and laid his hand on my shoulder.
Also she saw her aunt give a little start, and put it aside, and when she demanded. 'Is there no letter for me? Lady Merrifield's answer was, None, my dear, from Miss Sefton. Hot indignation glowed in Dolores's cheeks and eyes, more especially as she perceived a look pass between the two aunts.
And yet Richard Sefton loved his stepmother; he had an affectionate nature, but in his heart he knew he had no cause to be grateful to her. She had made him, the lonely, motherless boy, the scapegoat of his father's deceit and wrongdoing. He had been allowed to live at The Grange on sufferance, barely tolerated by the proud girl who had been ignorant of his existence.
Sefton had to submit; but he had his revenge, by writing back to New York that 'Jefferson is here, drawing the worst "houses" I ever saw." In private life, Mr. Jefferson is a cultivated gentleman, and is possessed of numbers of warm and devoted friends. He has been married twice. The first Mrs. Jefferson was a Miss Lockyer, of New York, and by her he had two children, a son and a daughter.
Drennen came his three times daily to Joe's for his meals, spent the major part of his time in his dugout or taking short, lonely walks up and down the river, coaxing back his strength. He saw much of Lemarc and Sefton upon the street, noting that they, like himself, had stayed behind, letting the other fools go on their fools' errands, sensing that their craft bade them linger to watch him.
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