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They
came
up
at
the
moment
,
and
Nicole
gave
ear
to
a
request
that
she
overrule
the
governess
on
a
swimming
point
.
"
No
,
"
Dick
answered
for
her
.
"
What
Mademoiselle
says
must
go
.
"
Agreeing
that
one
must
support
delegated
authority
,
Nicole
refused
their
request
,
whereupon
Mary
—
who
in
the
manner
of
an
Anita
Loos
’
heroine
had
dealings
only
with
Faits
Accomplis
,
who
indeed
could
not
have
house
-
broken
a
French
poodle
puppy
—
regarded
Dick
as
though
he
were
guilty
of
a
most
flagrant
bullying
.
Dick
,
chafed
by
the
tiresome
performance
,
inquired
with
mock
solicitude
:
"
How
are
your
children
—
and
their
aunts
?
"
Mary
did
not
answer
;
she
left
them
,
first
draping
a
sympathetic
hand
over
Lanier
’
s
reluctant
head
.
After
she
had
gone
Dick
said
:
"
When
I
think
of
the
time
I
spent
working
over
her
.
"
"
I
like
her
,
"
said
Nicole
.
Dick
’
s
bitterness
had
surprised
Rosemary
,
who
had
thought
of
him
as
all
-
forgiving
,
all
-
comprehending
.
Suddenly
she
recalled
what
it
was
she
had
heard
about
him
.
In
conversation
with
some
State
Department
people
on
the
boat
—
Europeanized
Americans
who
had
reached
a
position
where
they
could
scarcely
have
been
said
to
belong
to
any
nation
at
all
,
at
least
not
to
any
great
power
though
perhaps
to
a
Balkan
-
like
state
composed
of
similar
citizens
—
the
name
of
the
ubiquitously
renowned
Baby
Warren
had
occurred
and
it
was
remarked
that
Baby
’
s
younger
sister
had
thrown
herself
away
on
a
dissipated
doctor
.
"
He
’
s
not
received
anywhere
any
more
,
"
the
woman
said
.
The
phrase
disturbed
Rosemary
,
though
she
could
not
place
the
Divers
as
living
in
any
relation
to
society
where
such
a
fact
,
if
fact
it
was
,
could
have
any
meaning
,
yet
the
hint
of
a
hostile
and
organized
public
opinion
rang
in
her
ears
.
"
He
’
s
not
received
anywhere
any
more
.
"
She
pictured
Dick
climbing
the
steps
of
a
mansion
,
presenting
cards
and
being
told
by
a
butler
:
"
We
’
re
not
receiving
you
any
more
"
;
then
proceeding
down
an
avenue
only
to
be
told
the
same
thing
by
the
countless
other
butlers
of
countless
Ambassadors
,
Ministers
,
Chargés
d
’
Affaires
.
.
.
.
Nicole
wondered
how
she
could
get
away
.
She
guessed
that
Dick
,
stung
into
alertness
,
would
grow
charming
and
would
make
Rosemary
respond
to
him
.
Sure
enough
,
in
a
moment
his
voice
managed
to
qualify
everything
unpleasant
he
had
said
:
"
Mary
’
s
all
right
—
she
’
s
done
very
well
.
But
it
’
s
hard
to
go
on
liking
people
who
don
’
t
like
you
.
"
