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A Supper Party

           "Hewasfollowingasystemofhisown,andinobedienceAileen’swhite,plumparmreachedhereandtherewhilethespectatorspaused,realizingthatheavierplayingwasbeingdonebythispairthanbyanyoneelse.Lyndewasplungingforeffect.Helostathousandandfiftydollarsatoneclip.

           "Oh,allthatgoodmoney!"exclaimedAileen,mock-pathetically,asthecroupierrakeditin.

           "Nevermind,we’llgetitback,"exclaimedLynde,throwingtwoone-thousand-dollarbillstothecashier."Givemegoldforthose."

           Themangavehimadoublehandful,whichheputdownbetweenAileen’swhitearms.

           "Onehundredontwo.Onehundredonfour.Onehundredonsix.Onehundredoneight."

           Thepieceswerefive-dollargoldpieces,andAileenquicklybuiltupthelittleyellowstacksandshovedtheminplace.Againtheotherplayersstoppedandbegantowatchtheoddpair.Aileen’sred-goldhead,andpinkcheeks,andswimmingeyes,herbodyswathedinsilksandrichlaces;andLynde,erect,hisshirtbosomsnowywhite,hisfacedark,almostcoppery,hiseyesandhairblacktheywereindeedastrikinglyassortedpair.

           "What’sthis?What’sthis?"askedGrier,comingup."Who’splunging?You,Mrs.Cowperwood?"

           "Notplunging,"repliedLynde,indifferently."We’remerelyworkingoutaformulaMrs.CowperwoodandI.We’redoingittogether."

           Aileensmiled.Shewasinherelementatlast.Shewasbeginningtoshine.

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