Marion Marlowe in Society, or, A Race for a Title — page 10: what you’re looking at

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saw such a girl as Miss Rushlyn is,’ fused me, don’t you know, old fellow. The two ladies separated soon after with a trifling coolness in their manner, but their sons continued their stroll. As they wandered toward Central Park they were exchanging confidences with each other. | “Aw, but I think Kitty Glenham is fear- fully stoopid, don’t you know, old chap; and, then, she’s so Amewican—not a bit of pol- ish, you know.” “And Miss Rushlyn is so pwoud; I nevah mur- mured his companion; “why, she actually wefused to dawnce the German with me at © the Allyn’s the other night—just fawncy, we- ) “By Jawve! old chap! I have an ideah! Let’s flirt despewately with this Miss Mar- lowe, or whatever her name is. It will make Kitty and Miss Rushlyn just wage with jealousy.” . “By Jawve! a splendid ideah! And so owiginal, old boy. We'll do it; and, oh, I say, isn’t she an actwess or something? . Actwesses are awfully jolly; I just love act- wesses, ‘pon honor!” “Aw, then that is settled, and it is a gweat secwet between us, don’t. you know, old chappy. We'll just flirt despewately with the actwess, or whatever she is; and, | say, old fellow, what do you pwedict will be the finish ?”’ The two dudes had reached the entrance to the park at this question, and, if the fate of two hemispheres had depended upon the an- swer, they could not have stared at each other ' more seriously. “Why, the deah girls will simply be cwazy ‘to mawy us, don’t you know,” said Gus Von Twiller, solemnly. ‘They will be fuwious with us for flirting with the actwess, and then, of course, we will mawy them. Oh, it is such a gwand ideah, old fellow !” | oe little wough on the actwess, isn’t it, old —— MY QUEEN. 7 va boy?” said Jack Wurtemburg, puffing his narrow chest out a little; ‘‘it’s too bad to bweak the poor creatur’s heart; but, then, the Pwince would never think of that, would he, old fellow?” <Phe scores, | fawncy,” was Gus Von Twiller’s an- Pwince numbers his victims by swer. “Deah boy, we must not think of the actwess at all. It is not our fault that we are so attwactive.”’ CHAPTER IV. THE ARRIVAL OF LORD CURRY, The episode of the dog amused Mrs. Stetson immensely. Nothing could have pleased her better than Marion’s extraordi- nary entrance into the parlor while her two guests were trying to conceal their eager- ness to see her. Jennie was forgiven at once for chasing the maid, who had been indiscreet enough to strike the noble crea- ture. As soon as peace was restored the girl had been let out, and, by extensive argu- ments and coaxings, Jennie was induced to forgive her. After that Mrs. Stetson retired to her room to form a few plans for the consing party, while Marion, with nothing in partic- ular to do, fell, as usual, to reflecting upon her changed condition. This coming advent of the young actress into society was creating a great stir, but there was no one more excited over it than the fair girl herself. She was playing an engagement with a theatrical company when, one night, a note from Mrs. Stetson was sent to her dressing- room. An interview followed and Marion was 6é ¢ 33 : taken up,” or, in other words, the wealthy society leader had taken a fancy to her and begged Marion to come and visit her as a special favor. CconnicloookKks (SO)