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No one had seen him in his present condition—at least, it was safe to assume that no one had, for to see a drunken person in Doveton was to talk about him, with the result of soon having a crowd of lookers-on. He had not meant to get drunk, but, honestly, had he ever deliberately intended to do any of the dreadful deeds of which he had been guilty! Once, while lounging in a courtroom, and in the cessation of putty-blowing which he had thought wise while the sheriff’s eye seemed upon him, he heard a lawyer inform a jury that the law always considered the intention of the wrong-doer, and now Jack wished that his adored might have heard that address. He wondered if Matt could be trusted to carry her a message about something else, and then lead conversation deftly toward the unintentional wrong-doers of the world, and impress upon little Mattie the fact of which he had been informed in court. 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The widow received them in a magnificently decorated room. Her face was partly vailed by a rose-colored silk scarf, and her dress was literally ablaze with diamonds, rubies, and gold. She was a woman of between forty and fifty years of age, very dark, and with piercing coal-black eyes. When the colonel and his young friend entered, she quickly rose from the divan, and having shaken hands with them both in European fashion, invited them to take seats on either side of her. She began by thanking Colonel Fitzpatrick for having brought Count von Waldberg to see her, and then, turning to the latter, added graciously that she would be “at home” to him whenever he might deign to call for the purpose of cheering her lonely life by his welcome presence. Frederick assured her that he would frequently avail himself of her permission,and the conversation then turned to European topics and to social scandal both at home and abroad, concerning which the widow appeared [Pg 63] to know much more than might reasonably have been expected from a Hindoo lady living in the seclusion of a Baroda Zenana.As soon as he had concluded the reading of this document every one of those present prostrated himself with a long-drawn exclamation of “Hai,” which seemed to come [Pg 137] from the very depths of the heart. This was to indicate that they fully approved of the course which he intended to adopt.“I don’t believe a word of it!” exclaimed Lady Alice, in very decided tones. “The count, as we all know, is a great hand at oriental embroidery, no matter how flimsy the fabric on which it reposes.”“This is a surprise. I am glad to see you.”Mrs. Childs said the screen was most comfortable; then added, in uncertain reminiscence, “Wasn’t Mr. Weston jilted ages ago by some Philadelphia girl?””‘Unwomanly’? That’s Mother’s word. Grandmother’s is ‘unladylike.’ No, sir! I’ve done all the nice, ‘womanly’ things that girls who live at home have to do to kill time. I’ve painted—can’t paint any more than Zip! And I’ve slummed. I hate poor people, they smell so. And I’ve taken singing lessons; I have about as much voice as a crow. My Suffrage League isn’t work, it’s fun. I might have tried nursing, but Grandmother had a fit; that ‘warm heart’ she’s always handing out couldn’t stand the idea of relieving male suffering. ‘What!’ she said, ‘see a [Pg 29]gentleman entirely undressed, in his bed!’ I said, ‘It would be much more alarming to see him entirely dressed in his bed’!” She paused, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully; “it’s queer about Grandmother—I don’t really dislike her. 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She went to climb the steps, buthe grabbed her by the shoulder and roughly pulled her out ofthe line. “You too,” he called to Mariam. “Hurry up! 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