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d tossed the paper on to the table. "Peachy darling," she began, with slow deliberation. "May I have a friend to stay with me?" Mrs. Delarayne continued to gaze into the street. She did not like being called Peachy. She had an indistinct feeling that it sounded vulgar,--why she would have been unable to explain. Nevertheless, since anything was preferable to being called "Mother" at the top of Leonetta's strident soprano in the public highway, and for some reason or other Leonetta would not make use of the name "Edith," she felt that it would perhaps be diplomatic to say nothing. "Who is she?" she enquired cautiously. Leonetta was silent for a moment. It was not the question, but the caution that dictated it, that struck the girl as strange. "Isn't it enough that she is a friend of mine?" she observed. "Quite, of course!" Mrs. Delarayne hastened to reply. "I only meant,--what is her name, who are her people?" "Vanessa Vollenberg," answered Leonetta. "It sounds foreign," was the mother's quiet comment. "As a matter of fact, it is." "It sounds a little Jewish." "She is a Jewess," Leonetta admitted. Mrs. Delarayne purred approvingly over her remarkable display of insight. "She's very beautiful and wonderfully clever," Leonetta pursued. "How old?" "A year older than I am,--eighteen and a half." "Jewesses are always pretty at that age," Mrs. Delarayne muttered, glancing at her daughter furtively for a moment. "Oh yes, I know," Leonetta replied with unexpected warmth; "and they fade quickly afterwards. That's what everybody says." It was clear that for some obscure reasons, she was very much attached to Vanessa Vollenberg. "But Mrs. Vollenberg," she continued, "is the most beautiful woman in the world. She has been painted by every great artist in Europe. So she can't have faded much." "How long do you want Vanessa to stay?" Leonetta suggested that her friend might go to Brineweald with them for a fortnight; Mrs. Delarayne said that it might be three weeks if she chose, and the girl bounded towards her mother and embraced her. "Oh Peachy, my own Peachy,--that is sweet of you," she exclaimed, "you are forgiven for not coming to the Claude hag to-morrow." One of the points in Cleopatra's nature that greatly endeared her to her parent, was that she scarcely ever kissed, and when she did so, it was delicately, with a respectful consideration for her mother's facial toilet. Mor
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