"There will be something doing in Europe the day I land there, Lou,"
he said to his wife as they stood on deck and watched the Statue of
Liberty glide swiftly back toward Manhattan Island. "I've got all the
strings working smoothly. We've got Groostock where it can't peep any
louder than a freshly hatched chicken, and we'll soon bring Maud to
her senses. I tell you, Lou, there is nothing that makes a girl
forget her lofty ideals so quickly as the chance to go shopping for
princess gowns. She's seen the prince and I'll bet she won't be so
stubborn as she was before. And if he has had a good, square look at
her,--if he's had a chance to gaze into those eyes of hers,--why, I
--well, I leave it to you. He can't help getting off his high horse,
can he?"
Mrs. Blithers favoured him with a smile. It was acknowledged that
Maud was the living image of what her mother had been at the age of
twenty.
"I hope the child hasn't made any silly promise to Channie Scoville,"
she sighed.
"I've been thinking of that, Lou," said he, wiping his brow, "and
I've come to one conclusion: Scoville can be bought off.
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