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Shines was the butler.
"That,, madame, is the final in
suit" said Ramon, with a peculiar
smile that he considered deadly
indeed, he had often practiced 1t
for just such occasions. II shall
no more trouble you. I have been
mistaken in you. You are like all
Anglo SaxonS - cold-cold-think
ing only Of themselveS-So selfish
Now I go. I do not come back
again. You may telephone me
you may come to me on your bend
ed knees, but nev-aire do I see you
again!"
With that, he had flung open
the door leading from the inside
of the boudoir down to the ter
race via a flight Of stairs. It was
the most indiscreet exit possible
The wretch, she thought, was do
ing it on purpose!
She prayed Joel might not be
on the terrace, nor any Of the avid
goSsips! Thank heaven for the
busy bar!
She went into the bedroom,
locked the door and went over to
the mirror.
A flush was on her cheeks. That
looked bad. She dipped a powder
puff into a little bowl Of pale
green powder.
That was better. Translucent
pallor was becoming with her red
hair and green eyes and exotic
type. She had picked up a lip
stick and accentuated the flower
like effect Of her mouth.
She sprayed scent on her hair.
She searched in her bureau for
an embroidered jade handkerchief
that was the exact color OF her
eyes. Ramon had today started
her feeling of irritation with him
by annexing a similar handker-
chief. She had told him it was a
bourgeois trick, more suited to the
servants hall than to people Of
breeding.
Like a policeman flirting with
the cook" she had said, not car
ing how much she inSulted him.
Forget about it now. Go down
and mingle with her guests and
enjoy herself.
But firSt-a sip Of brandy, to
pull her together. Lorraine seldom
drank in public, beyond an occa-
sional cocktail-for three good rea-
sons. It was bad for ones figure
and looks, and inevitably aged
one. On the principle that one
drink usually led to another, and
then one was apt to make fool
of ones self, or give some secret
away, when one drank, better
avoid it in public. Thirdly, in this
town, one achieved a certain
cachet by having the reputation
of not drinking.
But Lorraine kept brandy in a
locked drawer in her bedroom.
She had a stiff one now, fol-
lowed by a scented cachou before
going down to the drawing room.
Passing the bar, she saw a hand
some but unknown young man go
past the musicians to the outer
conservatory. She followed him.
She noticed the fine set Of his
shoulders, his sure tread, his
bronze hair. She thought whim-
sically: "I've never had a beau
with hair that is practically the
color of my own, although his is
darker"
! Presently with the Hawaiian
music drifting In on them, they
were sitting side by side, and talk
ing together.
He was unSpoiled. How long
would he remain that way in this
city of predatory females, she won
dered ironically.
She pried out Of him his archi-
tectural ambitions and hopes in
connection with the forthcoming
exposition.
Nov isn't thav Interestingly" she
exclaimed. "It quite a coinci-
dence, for I ha open to be president
of a society I organized for max
ing New York more beautiful"
Ito Be COntinued)
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