followed
on Mr.
Mingott’s
arm, in a
wild
dishevelment
of stripes
and
fringes
and
floating
scarves;
and as
this last
apparition
glided
into view
Archer’s
heart
contracted
and
stopped
beating.
He had
taken it
for
granted
that the
Marchioness
Manson was
still in
Washington,
where she
had gone
some four
weeks
previously
with her
niece,
Madame
Olenska.
It was
generally
understood
that their
abrupt
departure
was due to
Madame
Olenska’s
