Voigrand, and the Ritz-Carlton, with them. I have got myself properly dressed at Molyneux and had my hair attended to. I have looked after myself. I am a virgin. I have passed my examinations. I can keep house. I can give a big dinner to businessmen.â Then if you say, âI have a nice young fellow with a good position, willing to marry me,â why, Iâll let you marry him. I donât want to force you, I want you to marry for love, if you can. And if youâve told me the truth, if all that is true, IâllâIâll, well Iâll let you marry anyoneâa taxi driver even. Iâll buy him a fleet of taxis and put you in business, if heâs such a handsome fellow.â He laughed roguishly, leaned over the arm of her chair. âWhy, whyâeven a grocer. Iâd buy him a stand and say, âHere, be happy ⦠â You can marry theâhead of the Communist Party, even.â
Henrietta said, âAll this is to stop me seeing Adam Constant. You donât get me with that drivel.â
Achitophelous turned to Jules. âMr. Bertillon! Mr. Bertillon! What am I to do? Rhys wanted very much for his son to marry her. He was willing to give him a million francs himself right away.â He shrugged his shoulders hopelessly. âOnly one daughter and that one an outlaw, almost a criminal.â
Jules straightened himself and said gently, in a judicial tone, âMr. Achitophelous, I can, I think, settle everything to everyoneâs satisfaction. No, I canât forbid Adam Constant to see your daughter. He is a teller in my bank and I cannot tell him anything about his private affairs. I didnât know he was a communist, but even if he isââ
âYou can dismiss him,â pleaded Mr. Achitophelous. âDonât you see? Sheâs ignorant.â He dismissed his daughter with a supercilious shrug. âIf he hadnât a job, she wouldnât love him. If she had nowhere to go with him.â
Henrietta cried in indignation, âI go nowhere with him.â
âNo,â said Jules. âYou see, heâs a very good teller. And I donât mind communists. I think theyâre nuts, thatâs all. But decent nuts. Because theyâre not serious. I pay them good wages. And the women clients like him.â An expression of anxious astonishment crossed Henriettaâs face. âThat is something in a society dump like mine,â smiled Jules. âThe girls are the very dickens to manage, in money affairs, and a nice-mannered youth with genteel sex appeal like Adam Constant is an asset.â Henrietta smiled faintly. Jules threw her a cool glance and went on coaxingly, to both of them, âIâll arrange it. Leave it to me. You will both be happy.â
Achitophelous looked pleased but still dubious. âIf you do, Mr. Bertillon, I willâerâIâer, you will have my eternal gratitude.â
âYou take things too seriously, Achitophelous,â ended Jules. He got up. âIf youâll just wait there, a moment, Iâll go and get one of my directors, Michel Alphendéry. Heâs a very fine fellow, knows more than a university professor and is very humane. He sees everybodyâs point of view. Heâs much better at human things than I am. Andââ he smiled broadly at Henrietta, âheâs a communist, too.â
âYes!â cried Henrietta with childish glee. She lay back in her chair. At the door, hidden from Henrietta, Jules turned and winked at Achitophelous. Achitophelous composed his features and took a turn up and down the room. Jules was away some time.
âNothing,â said a soft voice from the depths of the armchair, ânothing will prevent me going to the Salle de la Mutualité, with Adam Constant.â
After a moment, Henrietta laughed, âMy eyes are wide open.â
She opened her splendid dark eyes wide and looked at him. He gave her a thunderous
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