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Alice Adams
closing space between two other couples. Y
about what goes on, dont you? Y
no other place to dance in this town except these frozenface joints.
Frozen face? she echoed, laughing. Why, everybodys
having a splendid time. Look at them.
Oh, they holler loud enough, he said. They do it to
make each other think theyre havin a good time. Y
call that Palmer family frozen-face berries, I spose. No?
Certainly not. Theyre just dignified and
Yeuh! said W
you tried to whisper to Mildred to show how IN with her
you were, and she moved you on that way. SHE
friend, isnt she!
She didnt mean anything by it. She
Ole Palmers a hearty, slap you-on-the-back ole berry,
Walter interrupted; adding in a casual tone, All Id like,
Id like to hit him.
Walter! By the way, you mustnt for
for a dance befor
Me? He produced the lop-sided appearance of his
laugh, but without making it vocal. You watch me do it!
She probably wont have one left, but you must ask
her, anyway.
Why must I?
Because, in the first place, youre supposed to, and, in
the second place, shes my most intimate friend.
Y
euh? Is she? Ive heard you pull that most-intimatefriend stuf
show she is?
Never mind. Y
you to; and I want you to ask several other girls afterwhile;
Ill tell you who.
Keep on wanting; itll do you good.
Oh, but you really
Listen! he said. Im just as liable to dance with any
of these fairies as I am to buy a bucket o rusty tacks and
eat
f often enough about her
em.
alter. Theyr
e the evening is over
ou really must ask her
ou probly think theres
e dignified,
. Whats SHE ever do to
ou know a lot
ou dont
specially when
S a hot
get to ask Mildr
.
, Walter
. I want
ed
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Forget it! Soon as I get rid of you Im goin back to that
room where I left my hat and overcoat and smoke myself
to death.
Well, she said, a little ruefully, as the fr
Louie and his half-breeds was suddenly abated to silence,
you mustnt you mustnt get rid of me TOO soon,
W
alter.
They stood near one of the wide doorways, remaining
where they had stopped. Other couples, everywhere, joined
one another
groups adopted the brother and sister, nor did any one
appear to be hurrying in Alices direction to ask her for the
next dance. She looked about her, still maintaining that
jubilance of look and manner she felt so necessary for it
is to the girls who are having a good time that partners
are attracted and, in order to lend greater colour to her
impersonation of a lively belle, she began to chatter loudly,
bringing into play an accompaniment of frolicsome gesture.
She brushed W
in her hand, tapped him on the shoulder, shook her pr
forefinger in his face, flourished her arms, kept her shoulders
moving, and laughed continuously as she spoke.
You NAUGHTY old W
ashamed to be such a wonderful dancer and then only
dance with your own little sister! Y
stage if you wanted to. Why, you could made your
FORTUNE that way! Why dont you? W
lovely to have all the rows and rows of people clapping
their hands and shouting, Hurrah! Hurrah, for Walter
Adams! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!
He stood looking at her in stolid pity.
Cut it out, he said. You better be givin some of
these berries the eye so theyll ask you to dance.
She was not to be so easily checked, and laughed
loudly, flourishing her violets in his face again. Y
WOULD like it; you know you would; you neednt pretend!
Just think! A whole big audience shouting,
HUR
, forming vivacious clusters, but none of these
alters nose saucily with the bunch of violets
alter! she cried. ARENT you
ou could dance on the
enzy of Jazz
etty
ouldnt it be just
ou
Hurrah! HURRAH!
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Alice Adams
The placell be pulled if you get any noisier
interrupted, not ungently. Besides, Im no muley cow.
A COW? she laughed. What on earth
I cant eat dead violets, he explained. So dont keep
tryin to make me do it.
This had the effect he desired, and subdued her; she
abandoned her unsisterly coquetries, and looked beamingly
about her, but her smile was mor
been at first.
At home she had seemed beautiful; but here, where the
other girls competed, things were not as they had been
there, with only her mother and Miss Perry to give contrast.
These crowds of other girls had all done their best, also,
to look beautiful, though not one of them had worked so
hard for such a consummation as Alice had. They did not
need to; they did not need to get their mothers to make
old dresses over; they did not need to hunt violets in the
rain.
At home her dress had seemed beautiful; but that was
different, too, where there were dozens of brilliant fabrics,
fashioned in new ways some of these new ways startling,
which only made the wearers centers of interest and
shocked no one. And Alice remembered that she had
heard a girl say, not long before, Oh, ORGANDIE! Nobody
wears organdie for evening gowns except in midsummer
Alice had thought little of this; but as she looked about
her and saw no organdie except her own, she found
greater difficulty in keeping her smile as arch and
spontaneous as she wished it. In fact, it was beginning to
make her face ache a little.
Mildred came in fr
She carried a great bouquet of violets laced with lilies ofthe-valley; and the violets were lusty, big purple things,
their stems wrapped in cloth of gold, with silken cords
dependent, ending in long tassels. She and her convoy
passed near the two young Adamses; and it appeared that
one of the convoy besought his hostess to permit cutting
in; they were doing it other places of late, he urged; but
om the corridor
e mechanical than it had
, heavily attended.
, he
.
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he was denied and told to console himself by holding the
bouquet, at intervals, until his third of the sixteenth dance
should come. Alice looked dubiously at her own bouquet.
Suddenly she felt that the violets betrayed her; that any
one who looked at them could see how rustic, how
innocent of any florists craft they were. I cant eat dead
violets, Walter said. The little wild flowers, dying indeed
in the war
seemed to her that whoever noticed them would guess
that she had picked them herself. She decided to get rid
of them.
Walter was becoming r
Cant you flag one o these long-tailed birds to take you
on for the next dance? You came to have a good time; why
dont you get busy and have it? I want to get out and
smoke.
You MUSTNT leave me, Walter, she whisper
hastily. Somebodyll come for me before long, but until
they do
Well, couldnt you sit somewher
No, no! There isnt any one I could sit with.
Well, why not? Look at those ole dames in the cor
Whats the matter your tyin up with some o them for a
while?
PLEASE, W
In fact, that indomitable smile of hers was the more
difficult to maintain because of these very elders to whom
Walter referred. They were mothers of girls among the
dancers, and they were there to fend and contrive for their
offspring; to keep them in countenance through any trial;
to lend them diplomacy in the carrying out of all enterprises;
to be background for them; and in these essentially
biological functionings to imitate their own matings and
renew the excitement of their nuptial periods. Older men,
husbands of these ladies and fathers of eligible girls, were
also to be seen, most of them with Mr
billiard-room acr
not been invited. Of course papa and mama just barely
m air, were drooping in a forlorn mass; and it
estive. Look here! he said.
ed,
e?
ners.
alter; no!
. Palmer in a
oss the corridor
. Mr. and Mrs. Adams had
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Alice Adams
know Mildred Palmer
other girls fathers and mothers ar
Mrs. Palmer
and mama, anyway she neednt have been afraid just to
ask them; she knew they couldnt come. And her smiling
lip twitched a little threateningly, as she concluded the
silent monologue. I suppose she thinks I ought to be glad
enough she asked W
Walter was, in fact, rather noticeable. He was not
Mildreds only guest to wear a short coat and to appear
without gloves; but he was singular (at least in his present
surroundings) on account of a kind of coiffuring he favoured,
his hair having been shaped after what seemed a Mongol
inspiration. Only upon the top of the head was actual hair
perceived, the rest appearing to be nudity. And even more
than by any difference in mode he was set apart by his
look and manner
secretive and jeering superiority and this was most vividly
expressed when he felt called upon for his loud, short,
lop-sided laugh. Whenever he uttered it Alice laughed,
too, as loudly as she could, to cover it.
Well, he said. How long we goin to stand her
feet are sproutin roots.
Alice took his arm, and they began to walk aimlessly
through the rooms, though she tried to look as if they had
a definite destination, keeping her eyes eager and her lips
parted; people had called jovially to them from the
distance, she meant to imply, and they were going to join
these merry friends. She was still upon this ghostly errand
when a furious outbreak of drums and saxophones sounded
a prelude for the second dance.
Walter danced with her again, but he gave her a
warning. I dont want to leave you high and dry, he told
her, but I cant stand it. I got to get somewher
haf to hurt my eyes with these berries; Ill go blind if I got
to look at any more of
as the music begins the next time, and you better get fixed
for it.
, but I do think she might have ASKED papa
, Alice thought, and most of the
e old friends of Mr
alter!
, in which ther
em. Im goin out to smoke as soon
e seemed to be a br
. and
ooding,
e? My
e I dont
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Alice tried to get fixed for it. As they danced she
nodded sunnily to every man whose eye she caught,
smiled her smile with the under lip caught between her
teeth; but it was not until the end of the intermission after
the dance that she saw help coming.
Across the room sat the globular lady she had
encountered that morning, and beside the globular lady
sat a round-headed, r
first glance. The family contour was also as evident a
characteristic of the short young man who stood in front
of Mrs. Dowling, engaged with her in a discussion which
was not without evidences of an earnestness almost
impassioned. Like W
third time with sister; he wished to go elsewhere.
Alice from a sidelong eye watched the controversy: she
saw the globular young man glance toward her, over his
shoulder; whereupon Mrs. Dowling, following this glance,
gave Alice a look of open fury, became much more
vehement in the argument, and even struck her knee with
a round, fat fist for emphasis.
Im on my way, said Walter
up again, and I told you
She nodded gratefully. Its all right but come back
before long, W
The globular young man, red with annoyance, had torn
himself from his family and was hastening across the room
to her. Cn I have this dance?
Why, you nice Frank Dowling! Alice cried. How
lovely!
alter.
ound-bodied girl; her daughter
alter, he was declining to dance a
. Ther
es the music startin
, at
Chapter VII
They danced. Mr
forms of exercise and pastime.
Nature has not designed everyone for dancing, though
sometimes those she has denied are the last to discover
her niggardliness. But the round young man was at least
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. Dowling should have found other
Alice Adams
vigorous enough too much so, when his knees collided
with Alices and he was too sturdy to be thrown off his
feet, himself, or to allow his partner to fall when he
tripped her
beat a path through the crowd of other dancers by main
force.
He paid no attention to anything suggested by the
efforts of the musicians, and appeared to be unaware that
there should have been some connection between what
they were doing and what he was doing; but he may have
listened to other music of his own, for his expression was
of high content; he seemed to feel no doubt whatever that
he was dancing. Alice kept as far away from him as under
the circumstances she could; and when they stopped she
glanced down, and found the execution of unseen
manoeuvres, within the protection of her skirt, helpful to
one of her
Her cheery partner was paddling his rosy brows with
a fine handkerchief. That was great! he said. Lets go
out and sit in the corridor; theyve got some comfortable
chairs out there.
Well lets not, she r
stay in here and look at the crowd.
No; that isnt it, he said, chiding her with a waggish
forefinger
chance of someone else asking you for the next dance,
and so youll have to give it to me.
How absurd! Then, after a look about her that revealed
nothing encouraging, she added graciously, Y
the next if you want it.
Great! he exclaimed, mechanically. Now lets get out
of here out of THIS room, anyhow.
Why? Whats the matter with
My mother
her. She keeps motioning me to come and see after Ella,
and Im simply NOT going to do it, you see!
Alice laughed. I dont believe its so much that, she
said, and consented to walk with him to a point in the
. He held her up valiantly, and continued to
insteps and to the toes of both of her slippers.
eturned. I believe Id rather
. You think if you go out ther
, Mr. Dowling explained. But dont look at
e youll miss a
ou can have
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next room from which Mrs. Dowlings continuous signalling
could not be seen. Your mother hates me.
Oh, no; I wouldnt say that. No, she dont, he
protested, innocently. She dont know you more than just
to speak to, you see. So how could she?
Well, she does. I can tell.
A frown appeared upon his rounded brow. No; Ill tell
you the way she feels. Its like this: Ella isnt TOO
popular
a right nice girl, in her way and mother thinks I ought
to look after her, you see. She thinks I ought to dance a
whole lot with her myself, and stir up other fellows to
dance with her its simply impossible to make mother
understand you CANT do that, you see. And then about
me, you see, if she had her way I wouldnt get to dance
with anybody at all except girls like Mildred Palmer and
Henrietta Lamb. Mother wants to run my whole programme
for me, you understand, but the trouble of it is about
girls like that, you see well, I couldnt do what she wants,
even if I wanted to myself, because you take those girls,
and by the time I get Ella off my hands for a minute, why,
their dances are always every last one taken, and where
do I come in?
thats why you dance with me.
than I do with those girls. And he added with a retrospective
determination which showed that he had been through
quite an experience with Mrs. Dowling in this matter
TOLD mother I would, too!
me, he said. I dont care; I WOULD rather dance with
you! In the first place, your
you see, and in the second, a man feels a lot more
comfortable with you than he does with them. Of course
I know almost all the other fellows get along with those
girls all right; but I dont waste any time on
, you know its hard to see why, because shes
Alice nodded, her amiability undamaged. I see. So
No, I like to, he protested. I rather dance with you
. I
Did it take all your courage, Frank?
He looked at her shrewdly. Now youre trying to tease
e a per
fectly beautiful dancer,
em. I dont
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have to. I like people that are always cordial to everybody,
you see the way you are.
Thank you, she said, thoughtfully.
Oh, I MEAN it, he insisted. There goes the band
again. Shall we?
Suppose we sit it out? she suggested. I believe Id like
to go out in the corridor
Assenting cheerfully, Dowling conducted her to a pair
of easy-chairs within a secluding grove of box-trees, and
when they came to this retreat they found Mildred Palmer
just departing, under escort of a well-favoured gentleman
about thirty. As these two walked slowly away, in the
direction of the dancing-floor
that they were on excellent terms with each other; Mildred
was evidently willing to make their pr
for she halted momentarily, once or twice; and her upward
glances to her tall companions face were of a gentle,
almost blushing deference. Never before had Alice seen
anything like this in her friends manner.
How queer! she murmured.
Whats queer? Dowling inquired as they sat down.
Who was that man?
Havent you met him?
I never saw him before. Who is he?
Why, its this Arthur Russell.
What Arthur Russell? I never heard of him.
Mr
. Dowling was puzzled. Why, THA
the last time I saw you, you were telling me how awfully
well you knew Mildred Palmer
Why, certainly I do, Alice informed him. Shes my
most intimate friend.
Thats what makes it seem so funny you havent heard
anything about this Russell, because everybody says even
if she isnt engaged to him right now, she most likely will
be before very long. I must say it looks a good deal that
way to me, myself.
What nonsense! Alice exclaimed. Shes never even
mentioned him to me.
, after all its pr
, they left it not to be doubted
.
etty war
ogress even slower,
TS funny! Only
m in here.
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The young man glanced at her dubiously and passed a
finger over the tiny prong that dashingly composed the
whole substance of his moustache.
Well, you see, Mildr
This Russell is some kind of cousin of the Palmer family,
I understand.
He is?
Yes second or third or something, the girls say. Y
see, my sister Ella hasnt got much to do at home, and
dont read anything, or sew, or play solitaire, you see; and
she hears about pretty much everything that goes on, you
see. W
about Mildred and this Arthur Russell for quite a while
back, you see. They were all wondering what he was
going to look like, you see; because he only got here
yesterday; and that proves she must have been talking to
some of em, or else how
with an audible intake of breath. Of course, while Mildred
IS my most intimate friend, she said, I dont mean she
tells me everything and naturally she has other friends
besides. What else did your sister say she told them about
this Mr. Russell?
Lamb told Ella he was. Ella says
Oh, never mind what Ella says! Lets find something
better to talk about than Mr. Russell!
What you want to talk about?
leaning back, silent, her ar
and her eyes, moist and bright, fixed upon a wide doorway
where the dancers fluctuated. She was disquieted by more
than Mildreds reserve, though reserve so marked had
certainly the significance of a warning that Alices definition,
my most intimate friend, lacked sanction. Indirect notice to
this effect could not well have been more emphatic, but the
ell, Ella says a lot of the girls have been talking
Alice laughed airily, but the pretty sound ended abruptly
Well, it seems hes VER
Alice interrupted again, with an increased irritability.
Well, IM willing, Mr. Dowling assented, ruefully.
But this liberal offer found her unresponsive; she sat
ed IS pretty reserved, he r
Y well off; at least Henrietta
ms along the arms of her chair,
emarked.
ou
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