The author has written a rollicking story of a masquerade ball, in which the hero took an uninvited part and got out of many troubles into good old-fashioned love for life, all in twelve hours. The story opens in Mouquin's restaurant, in New York, where Mr. Comstoek first sees the lovely Miss Hawthorne. Later in the same evening they meet under most extraordinary conditions at the Blankshire Hunt Club masquerade. They are both there uninvited, just for a lark, and get themselves into many difficulties, from which they are extricated after an exciting experience. Hearts and Masks is a delightful comedy, written in a bright, entertaining style.
your folly, I did my best to prevent it. It's a scatter-brained idea, and no good will come of it, mark me."
"I can take care of myself,"--truculently.
"So I have often been forced to observe,"--dryly.
(I wondered what it was all about.)
"But, uncle dear, I am becoming so dreadfully bored!"
"That sounds final," sighed the old man, helping himself to the haricots verts. (The girl ate positively nothing.) "But it seems odd that you can't go about your affairs after my own reasonable manner."
"I am only twenty."
The old man's shoulders rose and fell resignedly.
"No man has an answer for that."
"I promise to tell you everything that happens; by telegraph."
"That's small comfort. Imagine receiving a telegram early in the morning, when a man's brain is without invention or coherency of thought! I would that you were back home with your father. I might sleep o' nights, then."
"I have so little amusement!"
"You work three ho