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Wolfstein, Lady Holme was a little afraid of her. Like many clever Jewesses, Mrs. Wolfstein was a ruthless conversationalist, and enjoyed showing off at the expense of others, even when they were her guests. She had sometimes made Lady Holme feel stupid, even feel as if a good talker might occasionally gain, and keep, an advantage over a lovely woman who did not talk so well.
Wolfstein, who was having a second glass of Benedictine and beginning to talk rather outrageously and with a more than usually pronounced foreign accent. "I must, really." "I'm afraid my son has bored you," murmured Sir Donald, in his worn-out voice. "No, I like him," she replied, loud enough for Leo to hear. Sir Donald did not look particularly gratified at this praise of his achievement.
John's Wood. The foreign waiters, who moved round the table handing the dishes, occasionally exchanged furtive glances which seemed indicative of suppressed amusement, and the men who were lunching near, many of whom were now smoking cigarettes, became more and more intent upon Mrs. Wolfstein and her guests.
"But I always distrust cherubic people. They're bound to do you if they get the chance. Isn't he married?" "Yes," said Mrs. Trent. "He married a deaf heiress." "Intelligent of him!" remarked Mrs. Wolfstein. "I always wish I'd married a blind millionaire instead of Henry. Being a Jew, Henry sees not only all there is to see, but all there isn't.
We were gladly welcomed at the forest lodge. How truly my uncle and aunt rejoiced at my brother's home-coming could be seen in their eyes, though the mother, who had banished her own son, was cut to the heart by the sight of such another well-grown youth. The evening before guests had come to the lodge his excellency the Lord Justice Wigelois von Wolfstein, and Master Besserer of Ulm.
Everyone wants you, I know, but if you have a minute some Wednesday " "I'll be delighted." "Next Wednesday, then?" "Thanks. Next Wednesday." "Cadogan Square the red book will tell you. But I'll send cards. I must be running away now." When she had gone, followed by Robin, Mrs. Wolfstein said to Miss Schley: "She's been conquered by fear of Philadelphia."
"Whom would you have then?" said Lady Cardington. "Nobody, or a child." "Of which sex?" said Mrs. Wolfstein. "The sex of a child," replied Mrs. Trent. Mrs. Wolfstein laughed rather loudly. "I think children are the most greedy, unsatisfied individuals in " she began. "I was not alluding to Curzon Street children," observed Mrs. Trent, interrupting.
Women of the Wolfstein species are seldom jealously timorous of the triumphs of other women. A certain coarse cleverness, a certain ingrained assurance and unconquerable self-confidence keeps them hardy. And they generally have a noble reliance on the power of the tongue. Being incapable of any fear of Miss Schley, Mrs.
She saw Leo Ulford shoot an angry glance at his father. Mrs. Wolfstein nodded and smiled at her from the opposite box, and it struck Lady Holme that her smile was more definitely malicious than usual, and that her large black eyes were full of a sort of venomous anticipation. Mrs. Wolfstein had at all times an almost frightfully expressive face.
Whether this moment was going to be tiresome or not she could not yet decide. The Wolfstein party had come in at the same time as the Leo Ulfords, and the box opposite presented an interesting study of Jewish types. For Mrs. Wolfstein and "Henry" were accompanied by four immensely rich compatriots, three of whom were members of the syndicate that was "backing" Miss Schley.
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