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"Oh, I can stand their opinions," he said; "I only meet the yellow sort occasionally; I don't herd with them." "I do, thank you." "How do you like them? What is your opinion of the yellow set? Here they sit all about you the Phoenix Mottlys, Mrs. Delmour-Carnes yonder, the Draymores, the Orchils, the Vendenning lady, the Lawns of Westlawn " he paused, then deliberately "and the 'Jack' Ruthvens.
Delmour-Carnes where Fate contrived that he should dance in the same set with his ci-devant wife before the unmasking, and where, unaware, they gaily exchanged salute and hand-clasp before the jolly mêlée of unmasking revealed how close together two people could come after parting for ever and a night at the uttermost ends of the earth.
Delmour-Carnes took a hand in the badgering. At intervals he caught glimpses of Eileen through the gay crush around him; he danced with Nina, and suggested to her it was time to leave, but that young matron had tasted just enough to want more; and Eileen, too, was evidently having a most delightful time.
Very innocently she told him that Jack Ruthven was leading the Chinese Cotillon with Mrs. Delmour-Carnes from one end, Gerald Erroll with Gladys from the other a hint that a card ought to be easy enough to obtain in spite of the strangely forgetful Orchils.
She has shifted her milieu somewhat it began with the influx of Ruthven's friends from the 'yellow' section of the younger married set the Orchils, Fanes, Minsters, and Delmour-Carnes. Which is all right if she'd stay there. But in town you're likely to encounter anybody where the somebodies of one set merge into the somebodies of another.
It's interesting, isn't it, merely to sit here and count coteries! There is Mrs. Vendenning and Gladys Orchil of the Black Fells set; there is that pretty Mrs. Delmour-Carnes; Newport! Here come some Cedarhurst people the Fleetwoods. It always surprises one to see them out of the saddle.
Delmour-Carnes that crowd rich and stingy. That's why they are contented with a yearly agreement with the farmers instead of buying the four thousand acres. Why put a lot of good money out of commission when they can draw interest on it and toss an insignificant fraction of that interest as a sop to the farmers? Do you see?
Fleetwood was saying to Craig: "Certainly it was a stiff game Bradley, myself, Gerald Erroll, Mrs. Delmour-Carnes, and the Ruthvens." "Were you hit?" asked Craig, interested. "No; about even. Gerald got it good and plenty, though. The Ruthvens were ahead as usual "
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