Part 16 (1/2)

SIR WILLIAM (with great violence, seizing my hands): ”WHAT DID YOU SAY?”

”MARGY” (with a sweet s your in to suspect it”

SIR WILLIAM (very loud and beside hie): ”WHAT DID YOU SAY?”

”MARGY” (coolly, putting her hand on his): ”I can't think why you are so excited! If I told you that I had said, 'Give it all up, ed father,' ould you say?”

SIR WILLIAM (getting up and flinging my hand away from him): ”Hoots! You're a liar!”

”MARGY”: ”No, I' at doors, I give them a run for their ht, dining with the Bischoffheims, I was introduced for the first time to Baron Hirsch, an Austrian who lived in Paris He tooksat on the other side ofone of the dishes buainst my chest and all its contents went down the front of my ball-dress I felt iced to the bone; but, as I was thin, I prayed profoundly thatlass inthat no one had observedhimself alone with hounds

A few minutes later Baron Hirsch turned to me and said:

”Aren't you very cold?”

I said that I was, but that it did notaroo, I feared the worst After this we entered into conversation and he told s that, when he had been pilled for a sporting club in Paris, he had revenged hi the club and the site upon which it was built, to which I observed:

”You must be very rich”

He asked me where I had lived and seemed surprised that I had never heard of him

The next time we met each other was in Paris I lunched with hiave ne

One day he invited lais and, as my father and mother were out, I accepted I felt a certain curiosity about this invitation, because ivenengaged that night When I arrived at the Cafe Anglais Baron Hirsch took off my cloak and conducted , said that he had been ne and went on to ask if I knehy he had invited htest idea!”

BARON HIRSCH: ”Because I want you to marry my son, Lucien He is quite unlike me, he is very respectable and hates money; he likes books and collects hly educated”

MARGOT: ”Your son is the lasses and collects coins, isn't he?”

BARON HIRSCH (thinking my description rather dreary): ”Quite so!

You talked to hi disposition and has been a good son; and I am quite sure that, if you would take a little trouble, he would be devoted to you and make you an excellent husband: he does not like society, or racing, or any of the things that I care for”

MARGOT: ”Poor man! I don't suppose he would even care much for me!

I hate coins!”

BARON HIRSCH: ”Oh, but you would widen his interests! He is shy and I want hilishwoman”

MARGOT: ”Has he ever been in love?”

BARON HIRSCH: ”No, he has never been in love; but a lot of women make up to him and I don't want hiirl”