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Updated: May 15, 2025
Now, Henry had not chanced to be at church that first Sunday evening when Cordis obtained an introduction to Madeline, nor was he at Fanny Miller's teaparty. Of the rapidly progressing flirtation between his sweetheart and the handsome drug-clerk he had all this time no suspicion whatever.
The teaparty began to break up Aaron found himself going down the stairs with the Marchesa and her husband. They descended all three in silence, husband and wife in front. Once outside the door, the husband asked: "How shall we go home, dear? Tram or carriage ?" It was evident he was economical. "Walk," she said, glancing over her shoulder at Aaron. "We are all going the same way, I believe."
Having said her say, and gotten her way as she was perfectly sure she would Madame left the gentlemen of her household to their own reflections and devices. "Parson!" The Butterfly Man seemed to come out of a trance. "Remember the day you made me let a caterpillar crawl up my hand?" "Yes, my son." "Parson, there's a horrible big teaparty crawling up my pants' leg this minute!"
He kissed the hand of the Archduchess and bent over Hedwig's with a flash of white teeth. Then he saw Olga Loschek, and his smile stiffened. The Countess came forward, curtsied, and as he extended his hand to her, touched it lightly with her lips. They were quite cold. For just an instant their eyes met. It was, on the surface, an amiable and quiet teaparty.
She never done a thing fer herself, not even think, an' that's the kind you can put anything over on from a teaparty to a blizzard without her suspectin' a thing. Shorty, I'm gonta make up to Mrs. Shafton an' see what I can get out of her. But we gotta get a trolley line down to Unity an' catch that evenin' train. See?"
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