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A Flurry in Stocks.

           

           "Oh,Iamsureofit;wetalkedofyouanhourafteryouleftustheotherday.Buttoreturntowhatweweresaying.Ifmymothercouldknowofthisattentiononyourpart—andIwillventuretotellher—Iamsurethatshewillbemostgratefultoyou;itistruethatmyfatherwillbeequallyangry."Thecountlaughed."Well,"saidhetoMorcerf,"butIthinkyourfatherwillnotbetheonlyangryone;M.andMadameDanglarswillthinkmeaveryill-manneredperson.TheyknowthatIamintimatewithyou—thatyouare,infact;oneoftheoldestofmyParisianacquaintances—andtheywillnotfindyouatmyhouse;theywillcertainlyaskmewhyIdidnotinviteyou.Besuretoprovideyourselfwithsomepreviousengagementwhichshallhaveasemblanceofprobability,andcommunicatethefacttomebyalineinwriting.Youknowthatwithbankersnothingbutawrittendocumentwillbevalid."

           "Iwilldobetterthanthat,"saidAlbert;"mymotheriswishingtogotothesea-side—whatdayisfixedforyourdinner?"

           "Saturday."

           "ThisisTuesday—well,tomorroweveningweleave,andthedayafterweshallbeatTreport.Really,count,youhaveadelightfulwayofsettingpeopleattheirease."

           "Indeed,yougivememorecreditthanIdeserve;Ionlywishtodowhatwillbeagreeabletoyou,thatisall."

           "Whenshallyousendyourinvitations?"

           "Thisveryday."

           "Well,IwillimmediatelycallonM.

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