Patty was dressing2 for the party at the Blaneys', and Sam was coming to take her.
"You'll like him, Nan, you can't help it. He is most interesting,—not a bit like other men. And they have such delightful3 people at their parties. They do big things, you know,—really big."
"Such as what?"
"Oh, they sing, and play on unusual instruments,—zitherns and lutes——"
"That doesn't sound so awfully4 wonderful."
"No; I suppose not. But it's the way they do it,—and the—the atmosphere, you know, and the general exalted5 effect——"
"The what?"
"Oh, I don't know how to express it so you'll understand,—but I like it all. It's on a higher plane than the usual evening party."
"Don't they dance?"
"Yes, some. But more Solo dances, and Interpretative ones. I'm going to do a splendid dance for them, soon. Mr. Blaney is making it up for me."
"Can I see it?"
"I guess so. I think they mean to have a large audience for that occasion."
"What are you doing, Patty? Are you going to wear your hair like that?"
"Yes, Sam likes it so."
"But, my gracious goodness, you look like a crazy person!"
"Oh, not so bad as that."
Patty spoke6 carelessly, but her colour heightened a little. She was sitting at her toilet mirror, while Nan lounged in an easy chair, near by. Patty's golden hair was drawn7 smoothly8 down from a central part, and tightly confined at the back of her neck, where it was rolled and twisted into an immense knot, hard and round, that was exceedingly unbecoming.
"It's awful!" declared Nan, "I never saw you look really plain before."
"It's all right," and Patty tossed her head. "That fluffy9, curly business is a sign of a light-weight brain,—this arrangement is far more intellectual."
"And is that your gown!" Nan fairly gasped11, as Patty took from her wardrobe a strange-looking affair of mulberry-coloured woolen12 goods.
"Yes, it's really stunning13, Nan. I had it made by Alla Blaney's dressmaker, and it's a triumph."
"Looks to me as if it had been made by a dressmaker in the house."
"Not much! It's a marvel14 of line and type. Wait till it's all on."
Patty adjusted the shapeless garment, which hung in loose folds from her shoulders, but which, with its muddy hue15 and clumsy drapery, was decidedly unattractive. Over it she put on a sort of tunic16 of green and orange damask, edged with glittering sequins.
"Oh," cried Nan, relieved, "I didn't know it was a fancy dress affair."
"It isn't," returned Patty. "They all wear this sort of clothes."
"They do? Are they supposed to be brainy?—Blaney, I mean!"
"Don't be unpleasant, Nancy, it doesn't suit you. And, honestly, I like these people, and I like to be with them. Now, it would be silly of me to wear my usual dance frocks where everybody dresses quite differently. So, don't criticise17 unkindly, will you?"
"Of course not, you goosie. But it seems a shame when you look so pretty in your own clothes, to wear these hideous18 duds."
"Thank you for the compliment on the side, but the Cosmic Centre people think I look rather well in these things. I haven't shown them this gown yet, but I know they'll love it."
"It's lucky for you your father isn't at home! He'd make you take it right straight off."
"Oh, no, he wouldn't, Nancy-lady. I'm not a little girl any more, to be scolded and sent to bed. There, I'm ready."
Patty had added a long string of queer-looking beads19, terminating in a huge pendant of Oriental effect. It was composed of coloured stones set in dingy20 metalwork.
"Where did you get that horror? Gift from the Cosmickers?"
"Funny, aren't you? No, I bought it myself, out of my hard-saved income. It's great! I found it at Ossilovi's. He says there isn't another like it out of Asia."
"I should hope not! Though I doubt if it ever saw Asia."
"Nan, you're positively21 unbearable22! One more speech of that sort, and
I'll be right down mad at you."
"Forgive me, Patty, I did let my feelings run away with me. It's all right for you to do these things if you want to, but it doesn't seem like you,—and it jars, somehow."
They went downstairs, and soon Sam Blaney came to take Patty away.
Nan greeted him very pleasantly, but inspected him very carefully. He was not in evening dress, their coterie23 did not approve of anything so conventional. This was against him in Nan's eyes, for she was a stickler24 for the formalities. But as he threw back his topcoat, and she saw his voluminous soft silk tie of magenta25 with vermilion dots, his low rolling collar, and his longish mane of hair, she felt an instinctive26 dislike to the man. Her sense of justice, however, made her reserve judgment27 until she knew more of him, and she invited him to tarry a few moments.
Blaney sat down, gracefully28 enough, and chatted casually29, but Patty realised that Nan was looking him over and resented it. And, somehow, Blaney didn't appear to advantage in the Fairfield drawing-room, as he did in his own surroundings. His attitude, while polite, was the least bit careless, and his courtesy was indolent rather than alert. In fact, he conducted himself as an old friend might have done, but in a way which was not permissible30 in a stranger.
Nan led the conversation to the recent work of some comparatively new and very worthwhile poets. She asked Blaney his opinion of a certain poem.
"Oh, that," and the man hesitated, "well, you see,—I—ah,—that is, I'm reserving my opinion as to that man's work,—yes, reserving my opinion."
"And a good idea, too," agreed Nan. "One shouldn't judge, hastily. But you've doubtless made up your mind regarding this poet," and she picked up a book from the table, containing the poems of another modern and much discussed writer.
"Oh, yes," said Blaney, "oh, yes, of course. But, if you'll excuse me, Mrs. Fairfield, I'd rather not announce my views. You see, I—er—that is,—I might be quoted wrongly,—misquoted, you know, and it would militate against my influence,—yes,—militate against my standing31. One must be so careful."
"Indeed you are right," Nan said, smiling at him; "a poet yourself, you must be careful of what you say about others."
"Yes, just that. How quickly you understand."
Patty and her escort went away, and after a short silence, Blaney said,
"You didn't show Mrs. Fairfield the verses I wrote for you, did you?"
"No," said Patty, "I promised you I wouldn't."
"And I didn't mean to doubt your word, but I thought you might think that your mother—or stepmother, didn't count."
"No, I haven't shown them to any one. But I wish you weren't so sensitive about your beautiful work."
"I wish so, too," and Blaney sighed. "But it's the penalty of——"
"Of genius, why not say it?"
"Yes, why not say it? I'm glad you recognise the beauty of truth spoken in defiance32 of conventional modesty33."
"Oh, yes, I do think if one is talented, it is silly to deny it."
"It is. That is why our people are so frankly34 sane35 and honest about their own achievements——"
"And yet, you're so modest,—I mayn't show your verses!"
"That's a different matter. You know those were for your eyes alone."
"I know. I will keep them for myself."
The Studio of the Blaneys in the city was much like the one Patty had seen at Lakewood, only a little more elaborately bizarre. The Moorish36 lamps were bigger and dustier: the thick brocade draperies a little more faded and tattered37; the furniture a little more gilded38 and wobbly.
Alla came gliding39 to greet Patty, and gave her an enthusiastic welcome.
"You darling!" she cried, "you very darling! Look at her, everybody! Look! Gloat over this bit of perfect perfection! Did you ever see anything so wonderful?"
Alla had led Patty to the middle of the room, and she now turned her round and round, like a dressmaker exhibiting a model.
Patty felt no embarrassment40, for the people all about accepted the exhibition as a matter of course, and gazed at her in smiling approbation41. Moreover, all the guests were dressed as unconventionally as Patty, and even more so. There were more queer costumes than she had seen at the Lakewood party, more weird42 effects of hairdressing and more eccentric posing and posturing43. The New York branch of these Bohemians were evidently farther advanced in their cult44 than the others she had seen.
A little bewildered, Patty allowed herself to be ensconced on a crimson45 and gold Davenport, and listened to a rattle46 of conversation that was partly intelligible47, and partly, it seemed to her, absolute nonsense.
"I am exploiting this gem10," Alla announced, indicating Patty herself as the "gem." "She hasn't quite found herself yet,—but she will soon command the range of the whole emotional spectrum48! She is a wonder! Her soul is stuffed to bursting with dynamic force! We must train her, educate her, show her, gently guide her dancing feet in the paths of beauty,—in the star-strewn paths of cosmic beauty."
"We will!" shouted a dozen voices. "What can she do?"
"Dance," replied Alla. "But such dancing! She is a will-o'-the-wisp, a pixie, a thistledown, a butterfly!"
"All those and more," said Sam Blaney. "She is a velvet49 angel, a rose-coloured leaf in the wind, a fluttering scarf end."
"What imagery!" murmured somebody, and some one else said,
"Inspiration!" in an awed50 tone.
"And now to work," urged Alla. "We must plan for our holiday party.
Shall we have it here?"
"Here, of course," she was answered.
"But others of you have larger homes, more pretentious51 dwellings——"
"But not the atmosphere. This Studio,—" it was a large-eyed young musician talking, "this hallowed room has more elevating tendency,—more inspiring atmosphere than any other. Let us meet here by all means, and let us have such a program—such a feast of glories as never before."
Then another man spoke. He was a tall young chap, with a good-natured smile, and Patty liked his face.
"I am an artist," he announced, "and a rattling52 good artist. I haven't yet achieved my ultimate recognition, but it will come,—it must come. I, therefore, I will undertake the task,—the ineffably53 joyous54 task of designing,—of inventing a dance for Miss Fairfield."
"Do, Grantham," cried Blaney. "No one could do it better. Dream out a scheme, a picture plan that will be worthy55 of our little Terpsichore. A dance that shall be a whirlwind of violets,—a tornado56 of lilting veils."
"Veils!" cried Grantham, "that's the keynote! A Dance of the Year,—a mad gyration57 of Time,—of Time, himself, translated into thistledown,—into scented58 thistledown."
"Bravo!" "Glorious!"
Other praises were shouted, and the place was like a pandemonium59. Patty began to realise the Bohemians were a boisterous60 lot. She clapped her hands over her ears in smiling dismay.
"Quiet!" said Blaney, in his low, exquisite61 tones, and in an instant the room was almost silent.
Committees were appointed to take charge of the Christmas celebration, and then the program began.
It was long, and, to Patty, a bit uninteresting. She tried hard to understand the queer things they read or recited, but it seemed to her a continuous repetition of sound without sense. She was willing to admit her own stupidity, and noting the rapt expressions on the faces round her, she concluded the lack was in herself. The music, too, though strange and eccentric, didn't seem to her as worth while as it had done before, though it was decidedly similar. Blaney read some of his poems, to a zithern accompaniment, but they weren't very impressive, and not nearly so poetic62 as the lines he had written for her. She wondered if she had really inspired him to greater heights of song than he could attain63 without her influence.
He had assured her of this, and she began to think it might be so.
The supper followed the program. This was not enjoyed by Patty. Usually, after a dance or concert, she was hungry for some light refreshment64, but in this incense-laden, smoke-heavy atmosphere, she felt no desire to eat, and had she done so, she could not have relished65 the viands66. For they were of highly-spiced and foreign-flavoured sorts, and their principal ingredients were smoked fish, pungent67 sauces, and strong cheese, all of which Patty detested68. Moreover, the service was far from dainty. The heavy china, thick glass, and battered69, unreal silver detracted still further from the appetising effects of the feast.
But everybody was so genuinely distressed70 at Patty's lack of appetite and made such to-do about it, that she forced herself to eat, and even essayed a cup of their muddy, syrupy coffee.
And she enjoyed herself. She absorbed much of their jargon71 and stored it up in her brain for future use. She unconsciously adapted herself to their mannerisms and whimsical enthusiasm, and when she went home everybody praised her and declared her one of them and the best of them.
"By far the best," said Blaney, as he tucked her into the Fairfield limousine72 which, with an accompanying maid, had been sent for her. "And may I call soon, and reiterate73 this,—in better and longer lines?"
"Yes, do," said Patty. "I'd love to have you."
Nan was waiting up for her.
"Well, I've seen your new friend?" she said, as Patty flung off her wrap and stood for a moment by the library table.
"Yep," said Patty, smiling, "and sumpum tells me, Nan, that you're going to be disagreeable or disapproving74 or disappointed or dis—something or other about him. And I beg of you to don't,—at least until I get a bite of supper. I couldn't eat their old delicatessen shop stuff, and I want a decent sandwich and a glass of milk,—so I do."
"Why, you poor child! I'll get it for you. Cook has gone to bed, but
I'll forage75 in the pantry."
"Do, that's a fairy stepmother. Bring some fruit, too, please."
Patty went up to her room, and when Nan appeared, shortly, with a most attractive supper tray, she was in kimono and cap, waiting for it.
"My, but this is good! I tell you, Nan, those Cosmickers know how to think, but they don't know a thing about foods."
"Your Blaney looks well nourished. But, he didn't strike me as very erudite. Why, Patty, he didn't know who those poets were, I asked him about!"
"Oh, yes, he did. He didn't want to discuss 'em, that's all."
"Nonsense! I saw his expression. He didn't know them, I tell you. He has never read a word of them."
"Well, he doesn't have to. He can write his own poems."
"Does he? Is he a poet, really?"
"Yes, Nan, he is. And he's all right, and Alla is, too. I don't like all their associate souls, but I like a lot of them, and you would too, if you saw them in their proper setting. Anyhow, their old symposium76 has tired my little brain all up, and with many thanks for your kind charity,—what there was of it—I'll let you go, if you really feel you must."
Nan laughed, for there was deep good feeling between these two, then she kissed Patty good night and went off with the empty tray.
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