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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"A Millionaire of Yesterday"

The English aristocrat he had but
little respect for, but a millionaire was certainly next to the gods.
"We must arrange the table crossways, sir, at the end of the room,"
he said. "And about the flowers?"
"The best, and as many as you can get," Trent answered shortly. "I
have a 1OO pound note with me. I shall not grumble if I get little
change out of it, but I want value for the money."
"You shall have it, sir! " the man answered significantly - and he
kept his word.
Trent reached the theatre only as the people were streaming out.
In the lobby he came face to face with Ernestine and Francis. They
were talking together earnestly, but ceased directly they saw him.
"I have been telling Captain Francis," Ernestine said, "of your
delightful invitation."
"I hope that Captain Francis will join us," Trent said coldly.
Francis stepped behind for a moment to light a cigarette.
"I shall be delighted," he answered.
* * * * *
The supper party was one of those absolute and complete successes
which rarely fall to the lot of even the most carefully thought out
of social functions. Every one of Lady Tresham's guests had
accepted the hurried invitation, every one seemed in good spirits,
and delighted at the opportunity of unrestrained conversation after
several hours at the theatre.


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