Author : Ann Sophia Stephens
Release : 2012-02
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Download or read book The Works of Mrs Ann S Stephens written by Ann Sophia Stephens. This book was released on 2012-02. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER VII. THE UNCLE FLEECED. Two young men sat in the parlor of the Continental. It was after dark, and the chandelier was lighted over a small, round dinner-table, spread elaborately, at which the two young men had just completed a sumptuous repast. They had both taken segars, as a luxurious conclusion to the meal; and, leaning back in the coziest of Turkish chairs, were chatting socially together, while clouds of thin purplish smoke curled and eddied lazily over the rich confusion of the table, where fruit glowing in silver baskets; claret jugs cut into sharp ridges of light like splintered ice; tiny glasses, amber-hucd, green, or ruby red, half full of rich wines from many a choice vintage, were crowded close and huddled together like jewels on a queen's toilet. Here and there the glossy whiteness of the tablecloth was stained, like a map, with a little sea of pink champagne, or oceans of claret, proving that there had been some unsteadiness of the hand at the latter portion of the banquet. Indeed, the cheeks of these two young men were hotly flushed with scarlet, which glowed through the smoke as it curled from their lips. So yon are at last taken in and done for ? said one of the men, flirting the ashes from his segar with a little finger, on which a small diamond glittered like a spark of fire. I don't believe you are in earnest yet, and shan't till you've sle] t on it at least forty-eight hours. What kind of an angel is she?blonde, or brunette, petite, or queenly ? No matter about that, Ward. I have no taste for showing up a woman's points as if she were a racehorse. She is beautiful, and that should satisfy you. But who is she ? ' That is the que tion. She is somebody that Madam Savage chooses to patronize without deigning to make exp...