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Thaddler, conscious of her New York millions, and Madam Weatherstone, conscious of her Philadelphia lineage, with Mrs. Most of the members were quite content to follow the lead of the solidly established ladies of Orchard Avenue; especially as this leadership consisted mainly in the pursuance of a masterly inactivity.
Thaddler were at one on this subject; but found it hard to agree even so, no love being lost between them; and the former gave evidence of more satisfaction than distress at this "dangerous experiment" in the house of her friends. Viva sat silent, but with a look of watchful intelligence that delighted Mrs. Porne. "It has done her good already," she said to herself. "Bless that girl!" Mr.
"She ought to make good, and she will. Something's got to be done about it," said he. Diantha had never liked Mr. Thaddler; she did not like that kind of man in general, nor his manner toward her in particular. Moreover he was the husband of Mrs. Thaddler.
I wish I could save you. As to the groceries, those are wholesale rates, nearly; they'll make enough on it. Yours is a large order you see, and steady." When she opened her "Business Men's Lunch" Mr. Thaddler had a still better opportunity.
And though the Servant Girls' Club was soon removed to its new quarters and Union House became a quiet, well-conducted hotel, still the two families saw but little of each other. Mrs. Warden naturally took her son's side, and considered Diantha an unnatural monster of hard-heartedness. The matter sifted through to the ears of Mrs. Thaddler, who rejoiced in it, and called upon Mrs.
"We think her a very exceptional young woman." Mr. Thaddler chuckled. "She is that!" he agreed. "Gad! How she did set things humming! They're humming yet at our house!" He glanced rather rancorously at his wife, and Mrs. Porne wished, as she often had before, that Mr. Thaddler wore more clothing over his domestic afflictions. "Scandalous!" Mrs. Thaddler was saying to Madam Weatherstone.
Thaddler went home disappointed in the real object of his call he had hoped to see the Dangerous Experiment again. But his wife was well pleased. "They will rue it!" she announced. "Madam Weatherstone is ashamed of her daughter-in-law I can see that! She looks cool enough. I don't know what's got into her!" "Some of that young woman's good cooking," her husband suggested.
"Simply scandalous! Never in my life did I hear such absurd such outrageous charges against the sanctities of the home!" "There you have it!" said Mr. Thaddler, under his breath. "Sanctity of the fiddlesticks! There was a lot of truth in what that girl said!" Then he looked rather sheepish and flushed a little which was needless; easing his collar with a fat finger. Madam Weatherstone and Mrs.
"Well, I guess she's as good as any you'd be likely to get," Mrs. Bell admitted, "and we mustn't expect paragons. If this can't be done by an average bunch of working women the world over, it can't be done that's all!" "It can be done," said the girl, calmly. "It will be done. You see." "Mr. Thaddler says you could run any kind of a business you set your hand to," her mother went on.
Weatherstone with those Bannerets, Dukes and Earls around her standing up there like a Princess herself and her eyes on the door all the time and tears in 'em, I could swear because you don't come!" They drew up with a fine curve before the carriage gate. "I'll take 'em all home they won't be ready for some time yet," said Mr. Thaddler.
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