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The Golden House

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 2799    |    Released on: 19/11/2017

His mind was not disturbed by trifles. He knew that he had on the right sort of four-in-hand necktie, with the appropriate pin of pear-shaped pearl,

and when he arrived several men of his set were already waiting, who were also busy men, and ha

face than in the holding of the cane and the planting of legs wide apart. And the attitude had a refined nonchalance which professional horsemen scarcely ever attain. Storm could not have received more crit

ight say, almost the nervous currents that thrilled his fine texture. His large, bold eyes, though not wicked, flamed now and then with an energy and excitement that gave ample notice that he would obey no master who had not stron

Mr. Herbert Albert Flick, "bu

omment, "if I'd ride him in the Park before he's docked. Sa

quarter," suggested Mr. Pennington Docstater, sucking the

stayer for all day. Goes like a bird. He'll take you along at the rate

on, whose strong suit at the club w

t," replied Stalker; "takes every f

ld do better for the Park or for the country, whether it would be better to put him in the field or keep him for a roadster. It might, indeed, be inferred that Jack had not made up his mind whether he should buy a horse for use in the Park or for country riding. Even more than this might be inferred from the long morning's work, and that

he buyers had gone he remarked to the stable-bo

f the morning were felt to justify this indulgence, though each of the party had othe

d that if it took time to buy a horse, it ought to take at least equal time and care to select the fodder that was to make a human being wretched or happy. Indeed, a man who didn't give his mind to what he ate wouldn't have any mind by-and-by to give to

hat every one at table had been "over" in the course of the season, not for any general purpose, not as a sightseer, but to look at somebody's stables, or to attend a wedding, or a sale of etchings, or to see his bootmaker, or for a little shooting in Scotland, just as one might run down to Bar Harbor or Tuxedo. It was only an incident in a busy season; and one of the fruits of it appeared to be as perfect a knowledge of the comparative merits of all the ocean racers and captains as of the English and Ame

e of American wines, and a patriotic impulse was given to the trade by repeated orders. It was declared that in American wines lay the solution of the temperance question. Bobby Simerton said that Burgundy was good enough for him, but Russell put him down, as he saw the light yellow thr

offee came on and the cigarettes, and the sound quali

ountry, pride in the great republic, jealousy of its honor and credit, eagerness for its commanding position among the nations, patriotism which will show itself, in all the ardor of believing youth, in the administration of law, in the purity of politics, in honest local government, and in a noble aspiration for the glory of the country. It may take the form of culture, of a desire that the republic-liable, like all self-made nations, to worship wealth-should be distinguished not

give their brief lives to its imperishable glory. Nothing is impossible to a nation with an ideal like that. It was this flame that ran over Europe in the struggle of France against a world in arms. It was this national ideal that was incarnate in Napoleon, as every great idea that moves the wo

his legions, and strike down the enemies of France; that his bugle will call the youth from every hamlet, that the roll of his drum will transform France into a camp, and the grenadiers will live again and ride with him, amid hurrahs, and streaming tears, and shouts of "My Emp

e republic are for a nobler example of human society than the world has yet seen. Happy is the country

ave to go over to another day. It was such a hurrying life in New York. There was just time for a cup of tea at Mrs. Trafton's. Everybody dropped in th

snug seat in the chimney-corner by Miss Tavish; indeed, they moved to it together, and so got a little out of the babel. Jack thought the girl looked even prettier in her walking-dress than when he saw her at the studio; she had

appearance since las

errands all day. It is very rest

around and contort, and--do you mind my telling you?--I couldn't just help it, I" (l

xcluded," Jack dared to s

at an American girl cannot do. I've m

ll

tter yourself. Only girls

I," said Jac

we will let in a few of you, to look in at the door, fifty dollars a ticket, for some charity. I

ancing off the heads of people. And then it is such a sweet way of doing

won't when you find o

?" asked Mrs. Trafton, com

" said Ja

g to get me to go and see some

u w

awfully interesti

ed to that sort of thing

at sympathy is better than money; she says she w

I'd like to und

lancy, to persuade Miss Tavi

ng to interest the East End in someth

expensive remarks you ever made,"

tching the girl's slender figure as it passed through t

vely wife for somebody;" and then he added, as i

time when so many people afforded to do what they

o dine till eight, he had a good hour to rest from the fatigues of the day, and run over the ev

maid, "Mrs. Delancy

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“It was near midnight: The company gathered in a famous city studio were under the impression, diligently diffused in the world, that the end of the century is a time of license if not of decadence. The situation had its own piquancy, partly in the surprise of some of those assembled at finding themselves in bohemia, partly in a flutter of expectation of seeing something on the border-line of propriety. The hour, the place, the anticipation of the lifting of the veil from an Oriental and ancient art, gave them a titillating feeling of adventure, of a moral hazard bravely incurred in the duty of knowing life, penetrating to its core. Opportunity for this sort of fruitful experience being rare outside the metropolis, students of good and evil had made the pilgrimage to this midnight occasion from less-favored cities. Recondite scholars in the physical beauty of the Greeks, from Boston, were there; fair women from Washington, whose charms make the reputation of many a newspaper correspondent; spirited stars of official and diplomatic life, who have moments of longing to shine in some more languorous material paradise, had made a hasty flitting to be present at the ceremony, sustained by a slight feeling of bravado in making this exceptional descent. But the favored hundred spectators were mainly from the city-groups of late diners, who fluttered in under that pleasurable glow which the red Jacqueminot always gets from contiguity with the pale yellow Clicquot; theatre parties, a little jaded, and quite ready for something real and stimulating; men from the clubs and men from studios--representatives of society and of art graciously mingled, since it is discovered that it is easier to make art fashionable than to make fashion artistic.”
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