Mrs. Red Pepper by Grace S. (Grace Smith) Richmond
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one. Isn't that the natural inference,--if you must think about business
at all at such an affair. I prefer not to think about it at all." "You may not be thinking about it, but you're capturing friends, right and left. I've been watching you, and knew by the expression on the faces of those you were talking to that you were gathering them in and nailing them fast. How does a woman like you do it?--that's what I'd like to know!" "Go and do your duty like a man, Jimmy. Flattering the members of your own family is not a part of it." Dismissing him with a smile which made him more than ever eager for her company, she turned away, to devote herself, as her husband was doing, to the least attractive of the guests. The evening wore away at last, and at a reasonably early hour the hosts were free. The last fellow citizen had barely delivered his parting speech and taken himself off when Red Pepper Burns turned a handspring in the middle of the deserted room, and came up grinning like a fiend. "Good-bye--good-bye--'tis a word I love to speak," he warbled, and seizing his wife kissed her ardently on either cheek. "Hear--hear!" applauded James Macauley, returning from the hall in time to see this expression of joy. "May we all follow your excellent example?" "You may not." Red Pepper frowned fiercely at Mr. Macauley, approaching with mischievous intent. "Keep off!" "She's my sister-in-law," defended Macauley, continuing to draw near, and |
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