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Wappinger that motherly good-nature which was only partially warped by the ambition for social success. On more than one of her "off-days" she had lured Diane out of her refuge in University Place, treating her with all the kindness she could bestow without causing disparaging comment upon herself.
Dorothea sauntered into view, with Carli Wappinger, bending slightly over her, walking by her side. They were too deep in conversation to know themselves observed; but the earnestness with which the young man spoke became evident when he put out his hand and laid it gently on the muff Dorothea held before her.
Wappinger answered, with decision; "a tay antime, as the French say. I shall have these two Eveleths or whatever their name is Lucilla van Tromp, and Derek and Dorothea Pruyn." "You may accomplish the first and the last. You'll find it difficult to fill in the middle. To say nothing of the old girl, Derek Pruyn is too busy for teas intime, or otherwise."
What's more, I don't suppose anybody else does. Carli Wappinger belongs to the right people because the right people say he does; and there is no more to be said about it." "I should think that Mrs. Wappinger might be a drawback." "Not if the right people don't think so; and they don't.
Diane took the paper and read: "D. and I are to be married to-night. Be ready to receive us to-morrow. "When did this come?" Diane asked, quickly. "About half an hour ago. I sent for you at once." "I see it's dated from Lakefield. Where's that?" Mrs. Wappinger explained that Lakefield was a small winter health resort some two hours by train from New York.
"To none of the many. There's never, really, been more than one." "And his name ?" "Is Carli Wappinger." "Oh, Dorothea!" "That's just it. That's why I want you to marry father. I want to put a stop to the 'Oh, Dorotheas! and you're the only person in the world who can help me do it." "How?" "I don't have to tell you that.
Wappinger, Miss Lucilla, Mrs. Eveleth, in turn only to find himself settled down at last with a strange young woman in widow's weeds, in a dim corner of the drawing-room. The meeting was the more abrupt owing to the circumstance that Diane, unaware of his arrival, had just emerged from the adjoining ball-room, which was decorated for a dance. Mrs.
Here the question was not one of gradual elimination, but of abrupt termination to the acquaintanceship. He laid down no rule in the case of Mrs. Wappinger, but it would follow as a natural consequence that the mother should be dropped with the son.
The onlooker, like Lucilla van Tromp or Derek Pruyn, might wonder what were those hidden forces of affinity which led a man to single Mrs. Wappinger out of all the women in the world; but to Mrs. Wappinger herself the circumstance could not be otherwise than pleasing.
Wappinger gazed at Diane, in the half-tearful helplessness of one not used to coping with unusual situations. "Won't you come in and sit down?" she asked, with a sudden realization that they were still standing beneath the light in the hail. "No," Diane answered, with decision; "it isn't worth while. May I have the motor for an hour or so?" "Why, certainly. But where are you going?"
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