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Beside
her
was
another
girl
whom
Clyde
did
not
fancy
nearly
so
much
,
and
yet
who
,
after
her
fashion
,
was
as
smart
as
Sondra
and
perhaps
as
alluring
to
some
.
She
was
blonde
--
tow-headed
--
with
clear
almond-shaped
,
greenish-gray
eyes
,
a
small
,
graceful
,
catlike
figure
,
and
a
slinky
feline
manner
.
At
once
,
on
entering
,
she
sidled
across
the
room
to
the
end
of
the
table
where
Mrs.
Griffiths
sat
and
leaning
over
her
at
once
began
to
purr
.
"
Oh
,
how
are
you
,
Mrs.
Griffiths
?
I
'm
so
glad
to
see
you
again
.
It
's
been
some
time
since
I
've
been
over
here
,
has
n't
it
?
But
then
Mother
and
I
have
been
away
.
She
and
Grant
are
over
at
Albany
to
-
day
.
And
I
just
picked
up
Bella
and
Sondra
here
at
the
Lamberts
'
.
You
're
just
having
a
quiet
little
supper
by
yourselves
,
are
n't
you
?
How
are
you
,
Myra
?
"
she
called
,
and
reaching
over
Mrs.
Griffiths
'
shoulder
touched
Myra
quite
casually
on
the
arm
,
as
though
it
were
more
a
matter
of
form
than
anything
else
.
In
the
meantime
Bella
,
who
next
to
Sondra
seemed
to
Clyde
decidedly
the
most
charming
of
the
three
,
was
exclaiming
:
"
Oh
,
I
'm
late
.
Sorry
,
Mamma
and
Daddy
.
Wo
n't
that
do
this
time
?
"
Then
noting
Clyde
,
and
as
though
for
the
first
time
,
although
he
had
risen
as
they
entered
and
was
still
standing
,
she
paused
in
semi-mock
modesty
as
did
the
others
.
And
Clyde
,
oversensitive
to
just
such
airs
and
material
distinctions
,
was
fairly
tremulous
with
a
sense
of
his
own
inadequacy
,
as
he
waited
to
be
introduced
.
For
to
him
,
youth
and
beauty
in
such
a
station
as
this
represented
the
ultimate
triumph
of
the
female
.
His
weakness
for
Hortense
Briggs
,
to
say
nothing
of
Rita
,
who
was
not
so
attractive
as
either
of
these
,
illustrated
the
effect
of
trim
femininity
on
him
,
regardless
of
merit
.
"
Bella
,
"
observed
Samuel
Griffiths
,
heavily
,
noting
Clyde
still
standing
,
"
your
cousin
,
Clyde
.
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
"
replied
Bella
,
observing
that
Clyde
looked
exceedingly
like
Gilbert
.
"
How
are
you
?
Mother
has
been
saying
that
you
were
coming
to
call
one
of
these
days
.
"
She
extended
a
finger
or
two
,
then
turned
toward
her
friends
.
"
My
friends
,
Miss
Finchley
and
Miss
Cranston
,
Mr.
Griffiths
.
"
The
two
girls
bowed
,
each
in
the
most
stiff
and
formal
manner
,
at
the
same
time
studying
Clyde
most
carefully
and
rather
directly
,
"
Well
,
he
does
look
like
Gil
a
lot
,
does
n't
he
?
"
whispered
Sondra
to
Bertine
,
who
had
drawn
near
to
her
.
And
Bertine
replied
:
"
I
never
saw
anything
like
it
.
He
's
really
better-looking
,
is
n't
he
--
a
lot
?
"
Sondra
nodded
,
pleased
to
note
in
the
first
instance
that
he
was
somewhat
better-looking
than
Bella
's
brother
,
whom
she
did
not
like
--
next
that
he
was
obviously
stricken
with
her
,
which
was
her
due
,
as
she
invariably
decided
in
connection
with
youths
thus
smitten
with
her
.
But
having
thus
decided
,
and
seeing
that
his
glance
was
persistently
and
helplessly
drawn
to
her
,
she
concluded
that
she
need
pay
no
more
attention
to
him
,
for
the
present
anyway
.
He
was
too
easy
.
But
now
Mrs.
Griffiths
,
who
had
not
anticipated
this
visitation
and
was
a
little
irritated
with
Bella
for
introducing
her
friends
at
this
time
since
it
at
once
raised
the
question
of
Clyde
's
social
position
here
,
observed
:
"
Had
n't
you
two
better
lay
off
your
coats
and
sit
down
?
I
'll
just
have
Nadine
lay
extra
plates
at
this
end
.
Bella
,
you
can
sit
next
to
your
father
.
"
