"
"No, Warren," and Shirley shook his head, not overlooking the
slight break which indicated that his host was a foreigner,
despite the quick change. "I have been to busy wasting time to
collect anything but fleeting memories. Too much polo, swimming,
yachting, golfing--I have fallen into evil ways. I think your
example may reform me. You must dine with me at my club some
day, and give me some hints about making such wonderful
purchases."
"I know the most wonderful antique shop," Warren began, and just
then was interrupted by Shine Taylor and a dizzy blonde person
with whom he maxixed through the Hindu draperies, each deftly
balancing a champagne glass.
"Here, Reg, you neglect your other guests. Come on in!" Shine's
companion held out a wine glass to Warren, but her eyes were
fixed in a fascinated stare upon Montague Shirley,
"Why, what are you doing here?"
It was little Dolly Marion, Van Cleft's companion on the fatal
automobile ride. She trembled: the glass fell to the floor with
a tinkly crash.
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