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It is a great No and it kills things. You remember that day when Mr. Easterly called?" "Yes," replied Mrs. Vanderpool, faintly. "I heard all he said. I could not help it; my transom was open. And then, too, after he mentioned Mr. Alwyn's name, I wanted to hear. I knew that his appointment would cost you the embassy unless Bles was tempted and should fall.
She knew that Bles had influential friends who had urged his preferment; it might be wise to enlist them. Before she fell asleep she had determined to have a talk with Mrs. Vanderpool. She had learned from Senator Smith that the lady took special interest in Alwyn. Mrs. Vanderpool heard Miss Wynn's story next day with some inward dismay.
"We are going to win easily, but our majority in Congress for certain matters will depend on the attitude of Southerners and you usually spend the winters in Washington. If, now, you could drop a word here and there " "But why should I?" asked Mrs. Vanderpool. "Mrs. Vanderpool, to be frank, I know some excellent investments that your influence in this line would help.
Vanderpool held the dark girl close and began craftily: "You see, Zora, the more you know the more you can do." "Yes." "And if you are determined I will see that you are taught. You must know settlement-work and reform movements; not simply here but " she hesitated "in England in France." "Will it take long?" Zora asked, smoothing the lady's hair. Mrs. Vanderpool considered.
"I always feel devilish the moment I get a mask on," said Vanderpool, "and you know, by Jove, I haven't felt that way for years." "That settles it, then," said DeMille. "Monty would call it off himself if he knew how it would affect Reggie."
She had had a bust accepted by the Corcoran Art Gallery once, and when they found she was colored they returned it. But if she were especially invited? That would make a difference, although even then the line would be drawn somehow. "Would it not be worth a fight?" suggested Mrs. Vanderpool with a little heightening of color in her pale cheek. "Perhaps," said Mrs.
Vanderpool took pains to repeat Zora's words to Mr. Easterly. He considered the matter. "In one sense, it's good advice," he admitted; "but there's the South to reckon with. I'll think it over and speak to the President. Oh, yes; I'm going to mention France at the same time." Mrs. Vanderpool smiled and leaned back in her carriage.
On deck, watching the rugged silhouette of the city disappear into the mists, were Dan DeMille and Mrs. Dan, Peggy Gray, "Rip" Van Winkle, Reginald Vanderpool, Joe Bragdon, Dr. Lotless and his sister Isabel, Mr. and Mrs. Valentine the official chaperon and their daughter Mary, "Subway" Smith, Paul Pettingill, and some others hardly less distinguished.
"This is democracy for you," said he, wiping his brow. From a whirling eddy Mrs. Vanderpool waved at them, and they rescued her. "I think I am ready to go," she gasped. "Did you ever!" "Come," Cresswell invited. But just then the crowd pushed them apart and shot them along, and Mrs.
Cresswell left, and then did not beat around the bush because, in this case, he did not know how. "Mrs. Vanderpool, I need your aid." Mrs. Vanderpool smiled politely, and murmured something. "We are, you know, in the midst of a rather warm presidential campaign," continued Mr. Easterly. "Yes?" with polite interest.
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