An Open-Eyed Conspiracy; an Idyl of Saratoga by William Dean Howells
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"Oh, that requires reflection."
"Very well, then, when you've reflected I want you to go to the hotel you've chosen, and introduce yourself to the clerk, and tell him your wife has two friends coming, and you want something very pleasant for them. Tell him all about yourself and Every Other Week." "He'll think I want them deadheaded." "No matter, if your conscience is clear; and don't be so shamefully modest as you always are, but speak up boldly. Now, will you? Promise me you will!" "I will try, as the good little boy says. But, Isabel, we don't know these people except from their own account." "And that is quite enough." "It will be quite enough for the hotel-keeper if they run their board. I shall have to pay it." "Now, Basil dear, don't be disgusting, and go and do as you're bid." It was amusing, but it was perfectly safe, and there was no reason why I should not engage rooms for the ladies at another hotel. I had not the least question of them, and I had failed to worry my wife with a pretended doubt. So I decided that I would go up at once and inquire at the Grand Union. I chose this hotel because, though it lacked the fine flower of the more ancient respectability |
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