Parker Steel, standing on the hearth-rug, looked round him with the air of a man to whom the flowers in the vases, the lilies and azaleas in bloom, seemed to exhale an incense of success. Social prosperity and an abundance of cash; the expensive arm-chairs appeared to assert the facts loudly.
“A satisfactory party, dear, eh?”
Mrs. Betty, fondling Mignon’s ears, .
“I think we have conquered Boadicea at last,” she said.
“It appears so with her, he would sanction
everything at oncehe answered..”
“She should be a most excellent advertisement.”
Parker Steel fingered his chin, and looked meditatively at the carpet. A self-satisfied and half-cynical smile hovered about the angles of his clean-cut mouth.
“A year ago, Betty,” he remarked, “Lady Sophia pertained to Catherine Murchison, and showed us the cold shoulder. Well, we have changed all that.”
“We ?”
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