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The extravagance of Vilas's passion and the depths he sounded, in his absurd despair when discarded, had been matters of almost public gossip; he was accounted a somewhat scandalous and unbalanced but picturesque figure; and for the lady whose light hand had wrought such havoc upon him to be seen dancing with him was sufficiently startling to elicit the universal remark evidently considered superlative that it was "just like Cora Madison!"
At this, Ray Vilas's eyes still fixed upon him, as they had been throughout the visit opened to their fullest capacity, in a gaze of only partially alcoholic wildness. Entirely aware of this singular glare, but not in the least disconcerted by it, the recipient proffered his easy farewells. "I had no idea it was so late. Good afternoon. Mr. Vilas, I have been delighted with your diagnosis.
The door-knob turned, a husky voice asking, "Want a drink?" as the door opened. Cora was not surprised she knew Vilas's office was across the hall from that in which she waited but she was frightened. Ray stood blinking at her. "What are you doing here?" he asked, at last. It is probable that he got the truth out of her, perhaps all of it.
There was a gasp of desperation beside him, and the sound of Ray Vilas's lips parting and closing with little noises of pain. "So he knows her," said the boy, his thin body shaking. "Look at him, damn him! See his deep chest, that conqueror's walk, the easy, confident, male pride of him: a true-born, natural rake the Toreador all over!"
She let her feet drop to the floor again, and her voice trembled a little as she went on: "Laura, you don't know what I had to endure from him to-night. I really don't think I can stand it to live in the same house any longer with that frightful little devil. He's been throwing Ray Vilas's name at me until oh, it was ghastly to-night! And then then " Her tremulousness increased.
All right?" "All right," said Corliss quietly. "Come in." He turned carelessly, and walked away from the door keeping between his guest and the desk. When he reached the desk, he turned again and leaned against it, his back to it, but in the action of turning his hand had swept a sheet of note-paper over Ray Vilas's cheque a too conspicuous oblong of pale blue.
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