But this will be a success, Mortimer, and I shall make a
fortune."
"Yes," said Shelton quietly, "for Paxhorn and Vermont. Well, it's no
business of mine, of course."
He turned to Ada, who had been tapping her foot angrily during this
little conversation. "Well, Miss Lester," he said, "haven't you a word
for me to-night?"
She glared at him viciously, for Mortimer was not a favourite of hers.
"Yes," she snapped. "I hate the sight of you!"
Both men laughed as though amused.
"That was a fair hit," said Shelton, with mock grief in his voice.
"Don't kill me right out, Miss Lester. Let me open a bottle of champagne
for you."
"I don't want it," said the popular dancer, her eyes flashing angrily.
Then, turning her back on him, she said to Adrien, "Ain't you going to
the front to see me dance?"
"I can see you from here," was his answer. "You look charming, my dear
Ada; doesn't she, Mortimer?"
"Yes, and as good as she is beautiful," declared that gentleman, making
her a low bow.
With a furious glance at him, and a furtive look at Adrien, she passed
them, and, accompanied by a burst of music from the orchestra and a
storm of clapping from the audience, she commenced her dance.
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