The Berkeleys and their neighbors

by Molly Elliot Seawell

“Perhaps I might try ‘The Heart Bowed Down With Weight of Woe,’” said he.

“Yes—yes—”

“Or, ‘Then You’ll Remember Me.’ That’s more sentimental—more suited for the occasion.”

“‘Then You’ll Remember Me,’ by all means. Gentlemen, a chorus.”

Mr. Cole, placing his hand upon his heart, after having drained another glass of champagne, began in a weak and rather shaky voice,

“‘When other lips and other hearts

Their tales of love shall tell.’

“Gentlemen, I’m not in good voice to-night.

“‘In language whose excess imparts

The power they feel so well;