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Cut square at the neck, it showed her dazzling throat
at its best advantage, and a knot of pink lilies at the waist harmonized
delicately with the color of the whole.
"It is just like you," said Vancouver, "to have something different from
everybody else. I admire Eastern things so much, and one gets so tired of
the everlasting round of French dresses."
"I am glad you like it," said Joe, indifferently.
"I am so anxious to meet your cousin, Miss Thorn," said Vancouver, trying
a new subject. "I hear there is to be a dinner for him to-morrow night at
Mrs. Sam Wyndham's. But of course I am not asked."
"Why 'of course'?" inquired Joe quickly.
"I believe Mrs. Wyndham thinks I dislike Englishmen," said Vancouver at
random. "But she is really very much mistaken."
"Really?"
"Yes--I should be willing to like any number of Englishmen for the sake of
being liked by one Englishwoman." He looked at Joe expressively as he
spoke.
"Really?"
"Indeed, yes. Do you not believe me?"
"Oh, yes," said Joe.


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