"
Mrs. Flagg had never heard of Damon and Pythias, still she
understood the comparison.
"You're in rather a different line now," she remarked, dryly.
"Yes, our positions are different. My friend dwells in the busy
metropolis, while I pass a quiet, peaceful existence in a
secluded country village, doing what good I can. But, my dear,
we are perhaps detaining this worthy lady from her domestic
avocations. I think we must be going."
"Very well, I am ready."
The first sound of her voice drew the attention of the landlady.
Mrs. Felix Montgomery possessed a thin somewhat shrill, voice,
which she was unable to conceal, and, looking attentively at her,
Mrs. Flagg penetrated her disguise. Then, turning quickly to the
gentleman, aided by her new discovery, she also recognized him.
"Well, I declare," said she, "if you didn't take me in
beautifully."
Mr. Montgomery laughed heartily.
"You wouldn't know me, then?" he said.
"You're got up excellent," said Mrs. Flagg, with a slight
disregard for grammar. "Is it a joke?"
"Yes, a little practical joke. We're going to call on some
friends and see if they know us."
"You'd do for the theatre," said the landlady, admiringly.
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