"Quite new; 'brand' new, in fact; a present from my husband. It

arrived this morning from New York. I may as well admit that this is my

birthday, and that I am twenty-nine. In good time I expect you to drink

my health. Meanwhile, I shall ask you to begin with this cocktail,

composed--would you say 'composed?'" with an appeal to Miss

Mayblunt--"composed by my father in honor of Sister Janet's wedding."

Before each guest stood a tiny glass that looked and sparkled like a

garnet gem.

"Then, all things considered," spoke Arobin, "it might not be amiss

to start out by drinking the Colonel's health in the cocktail which he

composed, on the birthday of the most charming of women--the daughter

whom he invented."

Mr. Merriman's laugh at this sally was such a genuine outburst and so

contagious that it started the dinner with an agreeable swing that never

slackened.

Miss Mayblunt begged to be allowed to keep her cocktail untouched before

her, just to look at. The color was marvelous! She could compare it to

nothing she had ever seen, and the garnet lights which it emitted were

unspeakably rare. She pronounced the Colonel an artist, and stuck to it.

Monsieur Ratignolle was prepared to take things seriously; the mets, the

entre-mets, the service, the decorations, even the people. He looked

up from his pompano and inquired of Arobin if he were related to the

gentleman of that name who formed one of the firm of Laitner and Arobin,

lawyers. The young man admitted that Laitner was a warm personal friend,

who permitted Arobin's name to decorate the firm's letterheads and to

appear upon a shingle that graced Perdido Street.

"There are so many inquisitive people and institutions abounding," said

Arobin, "that one is really forced as a matter of convenience these

days to assume the virtue of an occupation if he has it not." Monsieur

Ratignolle stared a little, and turned to ask Mademoiselle Reisz if she

considered the symphony concerts up to the standard which had been set

the previous winter. Mademoiselle Reisz answered Monsieur Ratignolle in

French, which Edna thought a little rude, under the circumstances, but

characteristic. Mademoiselle had only disagreeable things to say of the

symphony concerts, and insulting remarks to make of all the musicians

of New Orleans, singly and collectively. All her interest seemed to be

centered upon the delicacies placed before her.

Mr. Merriman said that Mr. Arobin's remark about inquisitive people

reminded him of a man from Waco the other day at the St. Charles

Hotel--but as Mr. Merriman's stories were always lame and lacking point,

his wife seldom permitted him to complete them. She interrupted him to

ask if he remembered the name of the author whose book she had bought

the week before to send to a friend in Geneva. She was talking "books"

with Mr. Gouvernail and trying to draw from him his opinion upon current

literary topics. Her husband told the story of the Waco man privately

to Miss Mayblunt, who pretended to be greatly amused and to think it

extremely clever.




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