Try to come back to life, Jimmie. If you knew
anything at all about big-league society, you'd know that sending
invitations to meet the family--that's the way these swells do things
when they're all set to do business. We're all ready for the killing--
the big clean-up!"
He turned to Maggie. "Great stuff, Maggie. I knew you could put it
over. Of course you're going?"
"Of course," replied Maggie with a composure which was wholly of her
manner.
A sudden doubt came out of this glory to becloud Barney's master mind.
"I don't know," he said slowly. "It's one proposition to make one of
these men swells believe that a woman is the real thing. And it's
another proposition to put it over on one of these women swells.
They've got eyes for every little detail, and they know the difference
between the genuine article and an imitation. I've heard a lot about
this Miss Sherwood; they say she's one of the cleverest of the swells.
Think you can walk into her house and put it over on her, Maggie?"
"Of course--why not?" answered Maggie, again with that composure which
was prompted by her pride's desire to make Barney, and every one else,
believe her equal to any situation.
Barney's animation returned. "All right. If you think you can swing
it, you can swing it, and the job's the same as finished and we're
made!"
Left to herself, and the imposing propriety and magnificent stupidity
of Miss Grierson, Maggie made no attempt to keep up her appearance of
confidence.
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