"Hate men too well dressed.

Looks as if he posed for tailors' ads in the weeklies.
Never could stand the social parasite anyhow, but Aileen Lawton asked Isabel to let her bring him, as they are going to open the ball to-night with some new kind of turkey trot.
"Glad I'm off for Washington.

California's the greatest place on earth in the dry season, but I'd have passed few winters here if it hadn't been for the work we all had to do, and even then it would have been heavy going without my wife's companionship." Ruyler sighed.

Should he ever enjoy his wife's companionship?
And into what sort of woman would she develop if forced along crooked ways by ugly secrets, blackmail, perpetual lying and deceit?
He longed impatiently for the decisive interview with Spaulding on the morrow.

Then, at least he could prepare for action, and, after all, even of more importance now than winning his wife's confidence and saving her from mental anguish, was the averting of a scandal that would echo across the continent straight into the ears of his half-reconciled father.
IV It was about halfway through dinner that the primitive man in him routed every variety of apprehension that had tormented him since two o'clock that afternoon.
Trennahan, another distinguished New Yorker, who had made his home in California for many years, had taken in Mrs.Gwynne, and his Spanish California wife sat at the foot of the table with the host.