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She looked about thirty-five. In her large ears, which were set very flat against her head, there were long, diamond earrings, and diamonds glittered round her neck. She was laughing when the Mansfields came in, and went on laughing while Max Elliot went to receive them. "Mrs. Shiffney has just come," he said. "Paul has been dining."
"Start it again, I tell you!" roared Crayford. "We can't stand here all night to hear you talking!" "Yes," a voice within Charmian said, "this is Hell!" She bent her head. She felt like one sinking down. When the act was over she went out at once. She was afraid of Mrs. Shiffney.
Mrs. Shiffney's position had always fascinated Charmian, because it was the position she would have loved to occupy. Even in her dislike, her complete distrust of Mrs. Shiffney, Charmian was attracted by her. Now she longed with increasing intensity to use Mrs. Shiffney as a test. Rehearsals of Claude's opera were being hurried on.
Susan is pining to see her beloved Charmian. Can't you both lunch with us at Sherry's to-morrow at one o'clock? Love to Charmian. Yours very sincerely, ADELAIDE SHIFFNEY." "Well?" said Claude, as Charmian sat without speaking, after she had finished the letter. "Shall we go to Sherry's to-morrow?" He spoke as if he were testing her, but she did not seem to notice it.
I daresay we shall get through about six the next morning." "Friday! Have you I mean, are you going to ask Mrs. Shiffney?" During their long and intimate talk at dinner that evening Claude had invited Mrs. Shiffney to be present at the rehearsal, and she had accepted. Now it suddenly occurred to him that she was his enemy. Would she still come after what had occurred just before he left her?
Looking back it seemed to him that he had taken a false step when he consented to that dinner with Max Elliot. Surely since that evening he had never been wholly at peace. And yet on that evening he had entered into his great friendship with Mrs. Mansfield. He could not wish that annulled. It added value to his life. But Mrs. Shiffney and Charmian in combination had come into his life with her.
"What a setting for melodrama!" repeated Mrs. Shiffney. She sighed. At that moment the presence of Henriette irritated her. She wanted to be alone, leaning to watch this ever-shifting torrent of humanity. This balcony belonged to her room. She had revenged herself for the upper berth by securing a room much better placed than Henriette's. But if Henriette intended to live in it
"Why do you think that?" asked Mrs. Shiffney, in an uninterested voice. Her brilliant eyes looked extraordinary, like some strange exotic bird's eyes, through her veil. "Because he began his search with England," said Madame Sennier. "Well, really Henriette!" observed Mrs. Shiffney, with a faint laugh. "Ought I to apologize?" said Madame Sennier, turning to Charmian.
But to be nobody, "that pretty little Charmian," "that graceful Charmian Mansfield, but she's not half as clever as her mother"! To-night she felt as if she could not bear it. Mrs. Shiffney had turned away from the singer, and now her eyes rested on Charmian. She nodded and smiled and made a beckoning motion with her left hand.
The dachshund, who had shown signs of an intention to finish her reverie on Charmian's knees, blinked, looked guilty, lay down again, turned over on her left side with her back to her mistress, and heaved a sigh that nearly degenerated into a whimper. "I suppose he talked most of the time with Mrs. Shiffney?" "Well, we had quite five minutes together. I spoke about our time at Mustapha."
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