Honoria's uniform kindness, he was still unreasonably
prejudiced, and with the prejudice he was now admitting a feeling akin
to jealousy. It was evident that Patricia's admiration for his father
extended over to his father's wife; and meaning consistently to dislike
Mrs. Honoria, he was irrational enough to want Patricia to dislike her,
too.
The box-party proved to be a more formal affair than he had anticipated,
since it was large enough to fill two of the open dress-circle boxes.
Gantry was included, and so were the Weatherfords--father, mother,
daughters, and son. These, with the Gordons and a Denver man whose name
of Critchett Blount was not quite sure that he caught in the
introduction, filled Mrs. Honoria's list. In the seating Blount meant to
make sure of having a measurably undisturbed evening with Patricia. But
fate, or a designing hostess, intervened, and he found himself cornered
between Mrs. Weatherford and her younger daughter, with the
square-shouldered "Paramounter" candidate for governor strengthening the
barrier which separated him from Miss Anners.
Blount had met Gordon socially a number of times, and in the intervals
allowed him by Mrs. Weatherford he was silently studying the face of the
big man who, singularly enough, as the student thought, was thus
identifying himself publicly as a friend of the boss.
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