I have the Holland House coach for to-morrow,
and, if you'll join us, I'll save a place for you, and you can sit
in our box.
"I've lived so long abroad," she explained, "that I'm afraid of not
being simple and direct like other American girls. Do you think
I'll get on here at home? "
"If you get on with every one else as well as you've got on with
me," said Carter morosely, I will shoot myself."
Miss Ingram smiled thoughtfully. "At eleven, then," she said, "in
front of the Holland House."
Carter walked away with a flurried, heated suffocation around his
heart and a joyous lightness in his feet. Of the first man he met
he demanded, "Who was the beautiful girl in the rain-coat?" And
when the man told him, Carter left him without speaking. For she
was quite the richest girl in America. But the next day that fault
seemed to distress her so little that Carter, also, refused to
allow it to rest on his conscience, and they were very happy. And
each saw that they were happy because they were together.
The ridiculous mother was not present at the races, but after
Carter began to call at their house and was invited to dinner, Mrs.
Ingram received him with her habitual rudeness. As an impediment in
the success of her ambition she never considered him. As a boy
friend of her daughter's, she classed him with "her" lawyer and
"her" architect and a little higher than the "person" who arranged
the flowers.
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