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servitor. But he could carve and preside, and he could be used in either house as occasion
warranted. There was also a hostler and a coachman for the joint stable. When two carriages
were required at once, both drove. It made a very agreeable and satisfactory working
arrangement.
The preparation of this reception had been quite a matter of importance, for it was necessary for
financial reasons to make it as extensive as possible, and for social reasons as exclusive. It was
therefore decided that the afternoon reception at Frank's house, with its natural overflow into
Henry W.'s, was to be for all--the Tighes, Steners, Butlers, Mollenhauers, as well as the more
select groups to which, for instance, belonged Arthur Rivers, Mrs. Seneca Davis, Mr. and Mrs.
Trenor Drake, and some of the younger Drexels and Clarks, whom Frank had met. It was not
likely that the latter would condescend, but cards had to be sent. Later in the evening a less
democratic group if possible was to be entertained, albeit it would have to be extended to
include the friends of Anna, Mrs. Cowperwood, Edward, and Joseph, and any list which Frank
might personally have in mind. This was to be the list. The best that could be persuaded,
commanded, or influenced of the young and socially elect were to be invited here.
It was not possible, however, not to invite the Butlers, parents and children, particularly the
children, for both afternoon and evening, since Cowperwood was personally attracted to Aileen
and despite the fact that the presence of the parents would be most unsatisfactory. Even Aileen
as he knew was a little unsatisfactory to Anna and Mrs. Frank Cowperwood; and these two,
when they were together supervising the list of invitations, often talked about it.
"She's so hoidenish," observed Anna, to her sister-in-law, when they came to the name of
Aileen. "She thinks she knows so much, and she isn't a bit refined. Her father! Well, if I had her
father I wouldn't talk so smart."
Mrs. Cowperwood, who was before her secretaire in her new boudoir, lifted her eyebrows.
"You know, Anna, I sometimes wish that Frank's business did not compel me to have anything
to do with them. Mrs. Butler is such a bore. She means well enough, but she doesn't know
anything. And Aileen is too rough. She's too forward, I think. She comes over here and plays
upon the piano, particularly when Frank's here. I wouldn't mind so much for myself, but I know it
must annoy him. All her pieces are so noisy. She never plays anything really delicate and
refined."
"I don't like the way she dresses," observed Anna, sympathetically. "She gets herself up too
conspicuously. Now, the other day I saw her out driving, and oh, dear! you should have seen
her! She had on a crimson Zouave jacket heavily braided with black about the edges, and a
turban with a huge crimson feather, and crimson ribbons reaching nearly to her waist. Imagine
that kind of a hat to drive in. And her hands! You should have seen the way she held her
hands--oh--just so--self-consciously. They were curved just so"--and she showed how. "She had
on yellow gauntlets, and she held the reins in one hand and the whip in the other. She drives
just like mad when she drives, anyhow, and William, the footman, was up behind her. You
should just have seen her. Oh, dear! oh, dear! she does think she is so much!" And Anna
giggled, half in reproach, half in amusement.
"I suppose we'll have to invite her; I don't see how we can get out of it. I know just how she'll do,
though. She'll walk about and pose and hold her nose up."
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