The Lever - A Novel by William Dana Orcutt
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until we finally compromised it just as we usually do--by my doing it
his way. So here I am in Washington, awaiting my country's call, ready to steer the great U.S.A. through any old international complication they can scare up. But I mustn't keep you and Mrs. Gorham here any longer. It is just fine to see you again." "You will come and see us at the hotel," Mrs. Gorham said, warmly seconded by Alice. "Won't you dine with us to-morrow evening? Mr. Gorham will be glad to hear about you from yourself." To-morrow evening seemed far away to Allen, so he supplemented Mrs. Gorham's invitation by a suggestion that they take a motor ride with him the following afternoon, which brought the time of their meeting that much nearer. For some little time after Allen's machine had disappeared Alice and Mrs. Gorham continued their drive in silence, and it was Patricia who spoke first. "Isn't he the grandest thing?" she remarked. "He's just like one of King Arthur's knights. And he called me 'Lady Pat.'" "You dear child," Eleanor cried, impulsively pressing the little form to her. "That is exactly what I ought to be," Alice said, abruptly. "Just think how pleased father would be." "What ought you to be that you are not, my dear?" Mrs. Gorham inquired, surprised. |
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