"Yes, we may as well be sensible," affirmed Mrs. Stanton. In spite of her momentary embarra.s.sment her countenance was displaying bland satisfaction.
This was an occasion to be grasped. "I"ll say right out frankly that I consider I"m one too many in this room just now!"
Lana retreated across the threshold. She was distinctly frightened.
Young Mr. Daunt laughed and his merriment helped to relieve the situation still more. "Oh, I say, Lana! This isn"t a trap set by the Daunts. You come right in! I"m leaving!"
"I didn"t mean to overhear," the girl faltered.
"You and I have nothing to apologize for--either of us! I take nothing back, but this is no kind of a time to go forward. I"d be taking advantage of your confusion."
"Well, of all the mincing minuets!" blurted the young matron. "One word will settle it all. I tell you, I"m going!"
But Daunt rushed to the door, seized Lana"s hands, and swung her into the room. "This is a political night, and we"ll go by the rules. The gentleman has introduced the bill and on motion of the lady it has been tabled. But it will be taken from the table on a due and proper date and a.s.signed at the head of the calendar. I think that"s the way the Senator would state it. It ought to be good procedure." He released her hands.
"And speaking of the calendar, Lana, may I have a peep at your dance-list?"
She gave him the engraved card.
"All the waltzes for me, eh?" he queried, wistfully. "I note that you"re free."
"One, please, Coventry--for now! No, please select some of the new dances.
You know them all! Some of my Marion friends are old-fashioned and I must humor them with the waltzes." Her hands were trembling. She laughed nervously. "I feel free to task your good nature."
"Thank you," he returned, gratefully, accepting the implied compliment she paid him. He dabbed on his initials here and there and hurried away.
Mrs. Stanton had plenty of impetuous zeal for all her quests, but she had also abundance of worldly tact. "One does get so tremendously interested in friends and family, Lana! Affection makes nuisances of us so often! But no more about it! I feel quite happy now. I"m even so kindly disposed toward politics that I"m ready to go down and dance for the cause, whatever it is your father and mine are going after. These men in politics--they always seem to me to be like small boys building card houses. Piling up and puffing down! Putting in little tin men and pulling out little tin men. And to judge by the everlasting faultfinding, n.o.body is ever satisfied by what is accomplished."
Miss Corson plainly welcomed this consoling shift from an embarra.s.sing topic. And, in order to get as far from love as possible, she turned to business. When she and her friend descended the broad stairway of the mansion Lana was discoursing on the need of coaxing men of big commercial affairs into politics. Her views were rather immature and her fervor was a bit hysterical, but the subject was plainly more to her taste than that on which Mrs. Stanton had been dwelling.
The crowd below them, as they stood for a moment on the landing, half-way down the stairs, gave comforting evidence that it had thinned, according to Lana"s prophecy. The receiving-line was broken. Senator Corson was sauntering here and there, saying a word to this one or that in more intimate manner than his formal post in the line permitted. Governor North, also released from conventional restrictions as a hand-shaker, was on his rounds and wagged his coattails and barked and growled emphatically.
The word "Law," oft repeated, fitted itself to his growls; when he barked he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed, "Election statutes!"
"It"s a pity your state is wasting such excellent material on the mere job of Governor, Lana. What a perfectly wonderful warden he would make for your state prison," suggested Mrs. Stanton, sweetly. But she did not provoke a reply from the girl and noted that Lana was frankly interested in somebody else than the Governor. It was a new arrival; his busy exchange of greetings revealed that fact.
"Ah! Your dilatory mayor of Marion!" said the matron, needing no identification.
Nor did Stewart require any word to indicate the whereabouts of the hostess of the Corson mansion. His eyes had been searching eagerly. As soon as he saw Lana he broke away from the group of men who were engaging him. The Governor accosted Morrison sharply, when the mayor hurried past on the way to the stairway. But again, within a few hours, Stewart slighted the chief executive of the state.
"I am late, I fear," he called to Lana, leaping up the stairs. "And after my solemn promise to come early! But you excused me this morning when I was obliged to attend to petty affairs. Same excuse this time! Do I receive the same pardon?"
The girl displayed greater ease in his presence at this second meeting.
She received him placidly. There were no more of those disconcerting and high-flown forensics in her greeting. There was the winning candor of old friendship in her smile and he flushed boyishly in his frank delight. She presented him to Mrs. Stanton and that lady"s modish coolness did not dampen his spirits, which had become plainly exuberant. In fact, he paid very little attention to Mrs. Stanton.
"It has got to you, Lana--this coming home again, hasn"t it?" he demanded, with an unconventionality of tone and phraseology that caused the metropolitan matron to express her startled emotions by a blink. "I knew it would!"
"I am glad to be home, Stewart. But I have been tiring Mrs. Stanton by my enthusiasm on that subject," was her suggestive move toward another topic.
"You"re in time for the dancing. That"s the important feature of the evening."
"Certainly!" he agreed. "May I be pardoned, Mrs. Stanton, for consulting my hostess"s card first?"
He secured Lana"s program without waiting for the matron"s indifferent permission.
"A waltz--two waltzes, anyway!" he declared. "They settle arrearages in your accounts, Lana, for the two winters you have been away. And why not another?" He was scribbling with the pencil. "It will settle the current bill."
"It is a business age," murmured Mrs. Stanton, "and collections cannot be looked after too sharply."
"Will you not permit me to go in debt to you, madam?" he asked. "I"ll be truly obligated if you"ll allow me to put my name on your card."
"As a banker"s daughter, I"ll say that the references that have been submitted by Miss Corson in regard to your standing are excellent," said Mrs. Stanton, with a significance meant for Lana"s confusion. But while she was detaching the ta.s.sel from her girdle Governor North interrupted.
He was standing on the stairs, just below the little group.
"Excuse me for breaking in on the party, but I"m due at the State House.
I"ll bother you only a second, Morrison. Then you won"t have a thing to do except be nice to the ladies."
"I know I"ll be excused by them for a few moments, Governor." He started to descend. His Excellency put up his hand.
"We can attend to it right here, Mister Mayor!"
"But I have a word or two--"
"That"s all I have!" was the blunt retort. "And I"m in a hurry. Have you got "em smoothed down, according to our understanding?"
"I have, I think! But whether they"ll stay smooth depends on you, Governor North!"
"And I can be depended on! I told you so at the office." He turned away.
"I think I ought to have a few words with you in private, however,"
Morrison insisted. "That general understanding is all right. But I need to know something specific."
The Governor was well down the stairs; he trudged energetically, his coattails wagging in wide arcs. It was not premeditated insolence; it was the usual manner of Lawrence North when he did not desire an interview prolonged to an extent that might commit him. "I"ll be at the State House in case there"s any need of my attention to something specific. I"ll attend to it over the telephone--over the telephone, understand!"
The diversion on the stairs had attracted a considerable audience and produced a result that interfered further with Stewart"s immediate social plans.
Senator Corson came across the reception-hall, beckoning amiably, and the three descended obediently.
"Stewart, before you get too deep into the festivities with the girls, I want you to have a bit of a chat with Mr. Daunt. We arranged it, you know."
"But Stewart isn"t up here to attend to business, father," protested the daughter, with a warmth that the subject of the controversy welcomed with a smile of grat.i.tude.
"There is an urgent reason why Mr. Daunt should have a few words with Stewart to-night--before the legislature a.s.sembles." The Senator a.s.sumed an air of mock autocratic dignity. "I command the obedience of my daughter!" He saw the banker approaching. "I call on you, sir, to put down rebellion in your own family! These daughters of ours propose to spirit away this young gentleman."
"I"ll keep you from the merrymaking only a few moments, Mayor Morrison,"
apologized Daunt. "But I feel that it is quite essential for us to get together on that matter we mentioned in the forenoon. I"m sure that only a few words will put us thoroughly _en rapport_."
Mrs. Stanton lifted her eyebrows. "That phrase means that father will do the talking, Mister Mayor. I recommend that you go along with him. You won"t have to do a thing except listen. You can come later and dance with us with all your energy unimpaired."
"Yes!" urged Lana. "The waltzes will be waiting!"