" Oh, these ladies, these ladies of the
new world--and the old--that are so used to maids and carriages
and being waited upon that they no more think of display in
connection with them than one would think of boasting two legs or
two eyes!
The advantage from being in the act of putting on gloves began at
the very outset. It helped to save her from deciding a mode of
salutation. She did not salute him at all. It made the meeting a
continuation, without break, of their previous meeting.
"How do you like my new dress?" she asked, as she drew the long
part of her glove up her round, white arm.
"Beautiful," he stammered.
From the hazel eyes shot a shy-bold glance straight into his; it
was as if those slim, taper fingers of hers had twanged the
strings of the lyre of his nerves. "You despise all this sort of
trumpery, don't you?"
"Sometimes a man says things he don't mean," he found tongue to
utter.
"I understand," said she sympathetically, and he knew she meant
his note. But he was too overwhelmed by his surroundings, by her
envelope of aristocracy, too fascinated by her physical charm, too
flattered by being on such terms with such a personage, to venture
to set her right.
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