Spouses -- Fiction; United States -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction
“Washington doesn’t tend to make you chummy,” she said, one night,
leaning up against Matthew in the car as they were being whirled
homeward after a rather colorless dinner.
“Finding it hard work?” he asked.
“I love it,” she said lazily. “I love the sense of social intrigue.
There’s something to get your teeth into here. A lot to fight for. Out
in Carrington, if you do get to the top, what is there at the top
except Mrs. Silverton’s dinners? It’s fun, I mean, but it stops. You can
see the top. Here it’s so much more tangled, but so much more
interesting.”
“You’re doing it very well,” answered Matthew. “You quite charmed
Senator Gates to-night. How did you do it?”
“Listened to him. Isn’t it queer how simple it is, as well as being so
difficult? All I did was to flatter him a little--most of that by
looking at him. But I had to be careful not to do it too much, because I
mustn’t get the reputation of being a Western vamp. It’s just drawing
that line.”
“Clever girl!”
“I wish you were susceptible to flattery,” she said irrelevantly, “and
I’d tell you I thought you could give the bunch of them cards and
spades.”
He patted her hand and then, apparently feeling that insufficient,
turned her face up to his and kissed her. She flushed a little at the
casual caress, and then turned to look out of the window. The street
lamps showed on her face that little wistful, half appealing expression
which was making her piquancy so much more mysterious.
“Do you like it all, Matthew?”
“I’m interested, Fliss. I’m finding out about lots of things I wondered
about. Some are true and some aren’t. Of course, you mustn’t expect me
to do much for years. I’m pretty crude. I’ve got to learn.”
“Crude! You should have heard the enlightened and important Senator
Gates! He couldn’t be much cruder.”
“He has other assets. Don’t expect too much, Fliss.”
It was shortly after that that the Allenbys dined with Senator and Mrs.
Gates, and from that dinner several important invitations fell the way
of Fliss. It was, of course, not only on her own account. There were
many people who felt that it was very much worth while to cultivate
young Senator Allenby, and tipped their wives off to that effect.
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