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 flaxen brothers 'that you have raced pell-mell all over Italy, the Alps, seen Paris, and arrived in London, do you intend to amuse yourself with us for a while?'

'Yes, for a month at least. I have business to conduct.'

'Business? I thought you said you had bought all your dresses in Paris.'

'I did, although I shall not be able to wear them for at least two years—Paris is always that much ahead of us.'

She told them about the articles she had engaged to do for 'Fox's Journal,' and at the name of Fox an older man in a soiled yellow satin waistcoat hitched his chair nearer. He was blind. Lanice regretted that the prim, pretty young girl who accompanied him, and who she had been told was a country cousin who earned her livelihood leading him about, did not care enough for him to tell him that his waistcoat was dirty.

He said gravely, in a rift in the conversation, 'I have known and admired Mr. Fox for years—wittiest man on two continents—I am Mr. Clapyard—of Clapyard & Dunster, publishers, madam.' He was one of the men in England she had really wished to meet, and they began to gossip about certain books that her house and his had published together.

Then she stopped dead, for suddenly she remembered that Clapyard & Dunster would bring out the English edition of 'Sands of Araby.' Her confusion was so obvious and so inexplicable one of the young Jews asked her if she would not like a glass of wine.