The Descent of Man and Other Stories
ht of the distinguished novelist, Archer Hynes, hurrying into the waiting-room ahead of her. Hynes, on
it possible that we a
her two columns of praise in the Sunday "Meteor," a
Ossining," she
s is almost as goo
here elopements ou
not going to Ossini
remony in the cathedral-the ch
d why do you want to see it unveiled? Are you after copy-do
ted. "I'm going simply to plea
r un
, you know.
tack on your book? Is that prehistoric ass your uncle? Upon my soul, I think you're mig
riendship. My uncle felt dreadfully about having to speak publicly against my book-it was a great deal
, "I don't know that he didn't d
ting the counter and emblazoned with the conspicuous announcement: "Fast an
y. "How absurd! They've no right
y began to push their way through the cr
cious of the fixed stare of a pretty girl who whispered eagerly to her compani
ving her head a twist which swept her Gain
oman in spectacles, who clutched a copy of the "Journal of Psychology" on one drab-cott
e'? If so, let me thank you in the name of the Woman's Psychological League of
" said a fat man, pressing his good-h
ped into the space produced by this displacement, an
of elderly ladies and clergymen who seemed to belong to the same party, and
e going to the unveiling of the chantry window? The dear Bishop so hoped that you would do so! But perhaps I ought to introduce myself. I am Mrs. Gollinger"-she lowered her voice expressively-"one
lightly at the beginning of this speech, re
understood how my uncle was placed-I bore him no ill
ask he was ever called upon to perform-and, do you know, he quite feels that this unexpected
iled faintly. "D
at his disposal, just as he had begun to despair of raising them, he assured m
ed Mrs. Fetherel.
y appearing at the ceremony to-day, that there has been no break in your friendly relations, th
d on me," said Mrs. F
o be revealed by your brilliant but-er-rather subversive book. 'If you only knew my niece, dear Mrs. Gollinger,' he always said, 'you would see that her novel was written in all innocence of heart;' and to tell you the truth, w
thousands whom you have never seen. We all recognized you the moment you entered the train, and my friends here are so eager to make you