Peter can't abide the young-girl manner. He hates giggling and
talking girls. It's funny too, because, though he doesn't dance or talk,
they like him. But Miss Biddle is an older girl, and can talk on
subjects which please him. She is very much interested in politics and
philanthropy."
"I thought," said Leonore, fluffing the lace on her gown, "that Peter
never talked politics."
"He doesn't," said Dorothy. "But she has studied political economy. He's
willing to talk abstract subjects. She's just the girl for a statesman's
wife. Beauty, tact, very clever, and yet very discreet. I'm doubly glad
they'll meet here, for she has given up dancing, so she can entertain
Peter, who would otherwise have a dull time of it."
"If she wants to," said Leonore.
"Oh," said Dorothy, "I'm not a bit afraid about that. Peter's the kind
of man with whom every woman's ready to fall in love. Why, my dear, he's
had chance after chance, if he had only cared to try. But, of course, he
doesn't care for such women as you and me, who can't enter into his
thoughts or sympathize with his ambitions.
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