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"Named Suzette," interrupted the Girton Girl. "I know her. Go on." "Named Jeanne," corrected the Poet, "the majority of laughing French girls, in fiction, are named Suzette, I am well aware. But this girl's mother's family was English. She was christened Jeanne after an aunt Jane, who lived in Birmingham, and from whom she had expectations."
"Had to," explained Tanrade, as Suzette helped him into his great coat. "The Baron is out of cheese; he added a postscript to my invitation praying that I would be amiable enough to bring one. Eh voil
"Yes," said Elaine; her eyes were rather remorselessly taking in the details of her cousin's toilette. It is said that nothing is sadder than victory except defeat. Suzette began to feel that the tragedy of both was concentrated in the creation which had given her such unalloyed gratification, till Elaine had come on the scene.
"There there mais voyons!" I exclaimed in a vain effort to stop her tears "mais voyons! Come, you must not cry like that." Little by little she ceased crying, until her sobbing gave way to brave little hiccoughs, then, at length, she opened her eyes. "Suzette," I whispered the thought flashing through my mind, "is it possible that you love Monsieur Tanrade?"
Will you take them, or " "I certainly see no reason why you shouldn't deliver Miss Hilary's messages yourself." "Well, I do," said Matt. "But you needn't be afraid." Matt took the lower road that wound away from Wade's church toward the Northwick place; but as he went, he kept thinking that he must not really try to see Suzette.
A tie-up to one man, hein? to what good? and yet who can say to be an honored wife is the one experience I do not know yet!" she laughed again . "And who is Georgine you have not spoken of her before, Suzette?" She reddened a little under her new terra cotta rouge. "No? Oh! Georgine is my little first mistake but I have her beautifully brought up, Nicholas with the Holy Mother at St. Brieux.
I mean to treat two of them to a bottle of champagne. She will see it. I mean for her to do so. Who are these passing? Come with me." He walked by Suzette and her friend as if they had been invisible, and addressed those whom he pursued with such energy that they shrank back.
Adeline's monologue went on, with the brief responses which she extorted from Suzette, and at last it ceased, as if her heart had worn itself out in the futile repetition of its griefs. Then Suzette broke her silence with words that seemed to break from it of themselves in their abrupt irrelevance to what Adeline had last said. "We must give it up!" "Give what up?" Adeline groaned back.
"When you lived with me I permitted no one to visit me in your absence. My late friends will be vexed. You have finished the business which brought you here, and I must go to breakfast now." Ralph was a good actor. Had he thought Suzette really meant to go, he would have fallen on his knees. "Stop, Ralph, my boy," she cried.
Suzette, she felt tolerably sure, would still be in the costume that she had worn in the Park that morning, a costume that aimed at elaboration of detail, and was damned with overmuch success. Suzette's mother welcomed her unexpected visitor with obvious satisfaction.
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