Cinderella eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 152 pages of information about Cinderella.

Cinderella eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 152 pages of information about Cinderella.

The girl gave a little “oh” of apology, smiled at her husband’s bent head, inclined her own again slightly to the other men, and let the portiere close behind her.  It had been as dramatic an entrance and exit as the two visitors had ever seen upon the stage.  It was as if Aram had given a signal, and the only person who could help him had come in the nick of time to plead for him.  Aram, stupid as he appeared to be, had evidently felt the effect his wife’s appearance had made upon his judges.  He still kept his eyes fixed upon the floor, but he said, and this time with more confidence in his tone:—­

“It is not, gentlemen, as though I were an old man.  I have so very long to live—­so long to try to live this down.  Why, I am as young as you are.  How would you like to have a thing like this to carry with you till you died?”

The editor still stood staring blankly at the curtains through which Mr. Aram’s good angel, for whom he had lied and cheated in order to gain credit in her eyes, had disappeared.  He pushed them aside with his stick.  “We will let you know to-morrow morning,” he repeated, and the two men passed out from the poet’s presence, and on into the hall.  They descended the stairs in an uncomfortable silence, Bronson leading the way, and the editor endeavoring to read his verdict by the back of his head and shoulders.

At the foot of the steps he pulled his friend by the sleeve.  “Bronson,” he coaxed, “you are not going to use it, are you?”

Bronson turned on him savagely.  “For Heaven’s sake!” he protested, “what do you think I am; did you see her?”

So the New York ——­ lost a very good story, and Bronson a large sum of money for not writing it, and Mr. Aram was taught a lesson, and his young wife’s confidence in him remained unshaken.  The editor and reporter dined together that night, and over their cigars decided with sudden terror that Mr. Aram might, in his ignorance of their good intentions concerning him, blow out his brains, and for nothing.  So they despatched a messenger-boy up town in post-haste with a note saying that “the firm” had decided to let the matter drop.  Although, perhaps, it would have been better to have given him one sleepless night at least.

That was three years ago, and since then Mr. Aram’s father has fallen out with Tammany, and has been retired from public service.  Bronson has been sent abroad to represent the United States at a foreign court, and has asked the editor to write the story that he did not write, but with such changes in the names of people and places that no one save Mr. Aram may know who Mr. Aram really was and is.

This the editor has done, reporting what happened as faithfully as he could, and in the hope that it will make an interesting story in spite of the fact, and not on account of the fact, that it is a true one.

AN ASSISTED EMIGRANT

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