“Possibly,” Gladys returned, thoughtfully, and yet she was impressed that there was more in it than Mr. Mapleson appeared willing to allow.
She did not feel well enough acquainted with him to speak of the mystery surrounding Geoffrey’s parentage and his early life. It is doubtful if she would have told him, under any circumstances, because of Geoffrey’s sensitiveness upon the subject, still she was strangely impressed by their resemblance.
The evening was one of keen enjoyment to Everet Mapleson, and when at length Gladys withdrew with her friends, he accompanied her to the carriage and assisted her to enter.
“I have rarely enjoyed a pleasanter evening, Miss Huntress, and I hope we shall meet again before I leave the city,” he said, as he handed her the extra wrap which hung over his arm and stood a moment beside the carriage door.
“Then come and call upon us, Mr. Mapleson; the young ladies will be together for a few days longer,” said Mrs. Loring, who had overheard this remark; and having learned from some source that he belonged to one of the F. F. V’s, she was anxious to cultivate his acquaintance for Addie’s sake.
CHAPTER XI.
MARGERY.
Everet Mapleson availed himself of Mrs. Loring’s invitation, and called the second morning after Mrs. Brevort’s reception, to pay his respects to the young ladies.
He was fortunate enough to find them both at home, and both were charmingly entertaining.
Addie Loring was a merry little body, and no one could ever be dull when in her society.
Gladys was more reserved and dignified in her bearing, but she possessed a peculiar fascination which instantly attracted everybody, and, taking the two together, it would have been difficult, go the world over, to have found a more entertaining couple than they.