Hearts and Masks
Page 7"I can take care of myself,"--truculently.
"So I have often been forced to observe,"--dryly.
(I wondered what it was all about.) "But, uncle dear, I am becoming so dreadfully bored!"
"That sounds final," sighed the old man, helping himself to the
haricots verts. (The girl ate positively nothing.) "But it seems
odd that you can't go about your affairs after my own reasonable
manner."
"I am only twenty."
The old man's shoulders rose and fell resignedly.
"No man has an answer for that."
"I promise to tell you everything that happens; by telegraph."
morning, when a man's brain is without invention or coherency of
thought! I would that you were back home with your father. I might
sleep o' nights, then."
"I have so little amusement!"
"You work three hours a day and earn more in a week than your father
and I do in a month. Yours is a very unhappy lot."
"I hate the smell of paints; I hate the studio."
"And I suppose you hate your fame?" acridly.
"Bah! that is my card to a living. The people I meet bore me."
"Not satisfied with common folks, eh? Must have kings and queens to
"I only want to live abroad, and you and father will not let
me,"--petulantly.
The music started up, and I heard no more. Occasionally the girl
glanced at me and smiled in a friendly fashion. She was evidently an
artist's model; and when they have hair and color like this girl's, the
pay is good. I found myself wondering why she was bored and why Carmen
had so suddenly lost its charms.
It was seven o'clock when I pushed aside my plate and paid my check. I
calculated that by hustling I could reach Blankshire either at ten or
ten-thirty. That would be early enough for my needs. And now to route
a Capuchin's robe and cowl. I rose, lighting a cigarette.
The girl looked up from her coffee.
"Back to the dime-museum?"--banteringly.
"I have a few minutes to spare," said I.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you what card you drew."
"It was the ten of hearts."
"The ten of hearts?" Her amazement was not understandable.