They seek
allies among the useful, they avoid the useless."
Margaret laughed.
"Why do you laugh, child? Because you don't believe it?"
Margaret sighed. "No, because I don't want to believe it."
CHAPTER XV
THE EMBASSY GARDEN PARTY
Craig dined at the Secretary of State's that night, and reveled in
the marked consideration every one showed him. He knew it was not
because of his political successes, present and impending; in the
esteem of that fashionable company his success with Margaret
overtopped them. And while he was there, drinking more than was
good for him and sharing in the general self-complacence, he
thought so himself. But waking up about three in the morning, with
an aching head and in the depths of the blues, the whole business
took on again its grimmest complexion. "I'll talk it over again
with Grant," he decided, and was at the Arkwright house a few
minutes after eight.
It so happened that Grant himself was wakeful that morning and had
got up about half-past seven. When Craig came he was letting his
valet dress him. He sent for Craig to come up to his dressing-
room. "You can talk to me while Walter shaves me," said Grant from
the armchair before his dressing table.
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