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Accompanied by the tattoo of her necklace, Miss Thompkins moved away in the direction of Madame Piriac, who was engaged with Musa. "Admit I'm rather brilliant to-night," she threw over her shoulder. The dice seem to be always loaded in favour of the Misses Thompkins of society.
Thus I went also, and Monsieur Gilman being at my orders that afternoon, he went too. Never have I seen so strange a multitude! But it was amusing. And all Paris has begun to talk of Musa. Miss Thompkins and my uncle became friends on the instant. I assume that it was her eyes. Also those Americans have vivacity, if not always distinction. Do you not think so?" "Oh, yes!
There was an instant's silence. "Oh, Tommy!" Nick lovingly protested. Said Miss Ingate with a comprehending satiric grin: "I see what you mean. I quite see. I quite see. You're right, Miss Thompkins. I'm sure you're right." Audrey decided she would have to be very clever in order to be equal to Tommy's subtlety. Nick, on the other hand, was not a bit subtle, except when she tried to imitate Tommy.
They saw Mr. Gilman himself enter the hotel. He was very nervous and very important. As soon as he caught sight of Miss Thompkins he said to the door-keeper: "Tell my chauffeur to wait." He was punctiliously attentive to Miss Thompkins, and held her hand for two seconds after he had practically finished with it. "Are you ready, dear?" he said.
But to my mind there's nothing more ridiculous than several women all looking after one man. Miss Thompkins thought so, too." "Oh! Did she?... What does Nick say?" Miss Ingate had put the letter flat on the table in the full glare of the lamp, and was leaning over it, her grey hair brilliantly illuminated. Audrey kept in the shadow and in the distance.
And in the saloon Musa was, as it were, being enveloped and kept comfortable in the admiring sympathy of Madame Piriac and Miss Thompkins. Mr. Gilman's violin lay across his knees perhaps he had been tuning it and the women inclined towards him, one on either side. It was a sight that somewhat annoyed Audrey, who told herself that she considered it silly.
Audrey knew then that Miss Thompkins, having first maliciously made sure that she was a ninny, was now telling her to her face that she was a ninny. Tommy continued: "Then I guess he told you he'd given Musa to the world." Audrey nodded. "Ah! I knew he would. Well, when he comes back he'll tell you that you must come to one of his real entertainments here, and that this one is nothing.
Gilman rowed with careful science, and brought the dinghy alongside the yacht in an unexceptionable manner. Musa stood on deck apart, acting indifference. Madame Piriac, having climbed into the Ariadne, went below at once. Miss Thompkins, seeing her friend Mr. Price half-way down the saloon companion, moved to speak to him, and they vanished together. Mr.
"Unless the stiles frighten you." "It is about to rain," said Madame Piriac, glancing at the high curved heels of her shoes. The sky, which was very wide and variegated over Mozewater, did indeed seem to threaten. At that moment the dinghy appeared round the forefoot of the Ariadne. Mr. Gilman and Miss Thompkins were in it, and Mr. Gilman was rowing with gentleness and dignity.
Tommy was right: there did seem to be a certain unreality about the thing, yet it was utterly real. All the women turned to glance at the name through the window, and some of them murmured sympathetic and interested exclamations and bright hopes. There were five women: Miss Thompkins, Miss Nickall, Madame Piriac, Miss Ingate and Audrey. And there was one man Mr. Gilman.
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