Salt Lake City was our
next resting-place, but Le Mire tired of it in a day.
"I shall see the Pacific," she said to Harry and me, and we
immediately set out for San Francisco.
Is it necessary for me to explain my attitude? But surely it
explains itself. For one thing, I was disinclined to leave Harry
in a position where he was so abundantly unable to take care of
himself. For another, I take amusement wherever it offers itself,
and I was most certainly not bored.
The vagaries and caprices of a beautiful woman are always
interesting, and when you are allowed to study them at close
range without being under the necessity of acting the part of a
faithful lover they become doubly so.
Le Mire managed Harry with wonderful tact and finesse; I sat back
and laughed at the performance, now and then applying a check
when her riotous imagination seemed likely to run away with us.
At San Francisco she achieved a triumph, notorious to the point
of embarrassment. Paul Lamar, of New York, had introduced himself
into the highest circle of society, and in turn had introduced
his friends, Senor and Senora Ramal. The senora captured the town
in a single night at a reception and ball on Telegraph Hill.
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