"What were you saying of Dan Waterman?" she asked of the latter.
"Oh, it's a long story," said Curtiss. "You ladies don't care
anything about Waterman."
Montague had been watching Lucy out of the corner of his eye, and he
could not forbear a slight smile.
"What a wonderful man he is!" said Mrs. Prentice. "I admire him more
than any man I know of in Wall Street." Then she turned to Montague.
"Have you met him?"
"Yes," said he; and added with a mischievous smile, "I saw him
to-day."
"I saw him last Sunday night," said Mrs. Prentice, guilelessly. "It
was at the Church of the Holy Virgin, where he passes the
collection-plate. Isn't it admirable that a man who has as much on
his mind as Mr. Waterman has, should still save time for the affairs
of his church?"
And Montague looked again at Lucy, and saw that she was biting her
lip.
CHAPTER VII
It was a week before Montague saw Lucy again. She came in to lunch
with Alice one day, when he happened to be home early.
"I went to dinner at Mrs. Frank Landis's last night," she said.
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