Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . ide knowledge and trainedexperience of the minister, against theoriginality, the force, the fantastic imag-ination of the writer. The Dean watched it with delight. Hewas very fond of Ashe, and liked to seehim getting the better of the newspaperfellow. Kittys lovely brown eyes trav-elled from one to the other. Now itseemed to the Dean that she was proudof Ashe, now that she sympathized withCliffe. Soon, however, like the god atPhilippi, she swept upon the poet andbore him from the field. Not a word more politics! she said,perempto
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . ide knowledge and trainedexperience of the minister, against theoriginality, the force, the fantastic imag-ination of the writer. The Dean watched it with delight. Hewas very fond of Ashe, and liked to seehim getting the better of the newspaperfellow. Kittys lovely brown eyes trav-elled from one to the other. Now itseemed to the Dean that she was proudof Ashe, now that she sympathized withCliffe. Soon, however, like the god atPhilippi, she swept upon the poet andbore him from the field. Not a word more politics! she said,peremptorily, to Ashe, holding up herhand. I want to talk to Mr. Cliffeabout the ball. Cliffe was not very ready to had an angry sense of having beensomehow shown to disadvantage, andwould like to have challenged his hostagain. But Kitty poured balm into hiswounds. She drew him apart a little,using the play of her beautiful eyes forhim only, and talking to him in a newvoice of deference. Youre going, of course ?. Lady M told me the other day she must have you!. MRS. ALCOT ARRIVES THE MARRIAGE OF WILLIAM ASHE. 739 Cliffe, still a little morose, replied thathis invitation had been waiting for himat his London rooms. He gave the in-formation carelessly, as though it did notmatter to him a straw. In reality, as soonas, while still in America, he had seenthe announcement of the ball in one ofthe New York papers, he had written atonce to the Marchioness who was to giveit—an old acquaintance of his—practical-ly demanding an invitation. It had beensent indeed with alacrity, and withoutwaiting for its arrival Cliffe had orderedhis dress in Paris. Kitty inquired whatit was to be. I told my man to copy a portraitof Alva. Ah, thats right, said Kitty, nod-ding,— thats right. Only it wouldhave been better if it had been Tor-quemada. Rather nettled, Cliffe asked what theremight be about him that so forcibly sug-gested the Grand Inquisitor. Kitty,cigarette in hand, with half-shut eyes,di
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