Cherokee was speechless. The coolness and impudence of that man had completely dumbfounded her.
"She preferred histrionic art to my poor calling," he continued; "I have instructed my attorneys to take the necessary legal steps to leave her free to follow it."
Here Robert and Marrion joined them, and the conversation became general.
"By the way," said Latham, when they got up to leave, "I had almost forgotten my special mission; I came to invite you to a box party next Wednesday evening."
"We shall be most charmed to go," replied Cherokee, who had resolved to make herself agreeable. "What is the play?"
"It is my latest."
"We shall be well entertained, if it is one of yours," cried Robert enthusiastically.
"And the name of your play, Mr. Latham?"
"When Men Should Blush."
"An odd title, but he is famous for thinking of things that no one else ever thought of," put in Frost
"Yes, I occasionally think of you," added Latham, good-naturedly.
"You forget that thoughts and dreams sometimes
