and lifting his hands a little with excess of emotion, exclaimed,
"Oh, perfect! perfect!"

"And Ollie, I told you so!" he added, eagerly. "She it tall enough
to wear satin! She shall have the pale blue Empire gown--she shall
have the pale blue Empire gown if I have to pay for it myself! And
oh, what times we shall have with that hair! And the figure--Reval
will simply go wild!"

So Reggie prattled on, with his airy grace; he took her hand and
studied it, and then turned her about to survey her figure, while
Alice blushed and strove to laugh to hide her embarrassment. "My
dear Miss Montague," he exclaimed, "I bring all Gotham and lay it at
your feet! Ollie, your battle is won! Won without firing a shot! I
know the very man for her--his father is dying, and he will have
four millions in Transcontinental alone. And he is as handsome as
Antinous and as fascinating as Don Juan! Allons! we may as well
begin with the trousseau this afternoon!"






CHAPTER III