This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 Excerpt: ...looks scornfully at him, but he has regained his swagger during her speech and now takes out another cigarette, grinning, bowing.) There'll be scandal talked about us, and I shall be utterly in the fashion --Don't let it worry you, Sandy--(looks scornfully at him.) It will be just as true as his title. (Passionately.) Sandy, --you don't know what I've had to go through, to arrive in Newport, --and now I have arrived, --why, tomorrow I shall be the leader, unless you--tell Oh, I couldn't bear it --Sandy, don't tell --You may stay on a few days, as my business man. Let me play the game through the Newport season, then--we'll see Do you agree? (She looks at them both commandingly.) SARSKI (airly): I vill keep your secret, if he will also keep mine MRS. ALEXANDER: Sandy?--(poor Sandy looks bewildered). SANDY (rubbing his head): Well, of all the hokey-pokey --Well, if that's what you want, Eliza, I suppose--I guess--MRS. ALEXANDER (quickly): Ah --then it's all settled (Sits on her throne-chair again, and fans herself. Sarksi lights his cigarette.) Sarski, send somebody for your baggage, and keep yourself out of my sight till I want you. (Sarski strolls toward the terrace.) MRS. ALEXANDER (with long sigh of relief): Now where is that dinner menu? SARSKI (returns with a skip and a grin): Voila, madame --(Gives her the menu, from his pocket.) MRS. ALEXANDER: Why, how did you get it? SARSKI (chuckling): It got mel (He prances out to the terrace, and is seen smoking his cigarette there, at last.) MRS. ALEXANDER (bewildered): What?--Oh --wretch --Now if I can only get the blue water-lilies SANDY: Blue Beelzebubs --(He looks really worried.) (Enter Florence by way of the terrace, back. She nods to Sarski as she passes him, he throws a kiss at her.) FLORENCE: Mrs. Ale...