Mrs. Radigan: Her Biography, with that of Miss Pearl Veal, and the Memoirs of J. Madison MudisonLloyd, Nelson
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Mrs. Radigan: Her Biography, with that of Miss Pearl Veal, and the Memoirs of J. Madison Mudison
Lloyd, Nelson
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Satire; Social classes -- Fiction; Women -- Conduct of life -- Fiction
Without even waiting for the curtain to go up and the lights down, I
made my way between acts to the Styne box, and in the great red glare
that beats upon the parterre was presented to the ambitious Morgan and
his wife, shook hands effusively with Julius Hogginson Fairfield, and
sat down to whisper over the shoulders of Gladys Underbunk. It must
have made a great stir. I could see a score of glasses turned on us;
I could see great excitement among the Twitter clan over the way; I
could see Horatio Gastly direct the gaze of old Mrs. Plumstone to the
astounding scene. Evelyn Garish gave me a mechanical nod, and then
tried to look at the gallery. It was quite amusing. And as for the
Stynes, of course they were delighted and most cordial, and I must say
I was surprised to find them so decent. Morgan was dressed perfectly,
even to his one shirt-stud, and his wife is simply stunning; but when
I know them I shall advise her that even though she looks infinitely
better without jewels, at the opera, at least, she should decorate
herself if she wants to cut anything of a figure. Smart women make
their money sparkle, as old Gastly remarked to me at the club. Mrs.
Styne will probably be very smart after a few years. She has the means
to do it, but she would hurry things a bit if she gave up her ideas on
good taste; if she either looked startling or did something startling.
Both she and her husband, I found, spoke excellent English, as well as
half a dozen other languages, and seemed to know all about music and
art. Indeed, instead of being impossible persons, as I had heard, they
proved to be very much like other people; but, after all, it takes
only a generation and a half to make gentlefolk in this town. The old
families like the Mudisons and the Plumstones, who have been prominent
for a half-century, are likely to become very narrow. Still, as I
remarked to Mrs. Underbunk, society is made up of people who play, and
to have time to play you have to have money. If you have only brains,
you would probably rather kill time some other way.
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