”
“Of course you’re converted?” she said. I
shall charge you five per cent. Empty, silly, coarse brutes. I can’t help you a cent. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be
such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. ”
Tears flowed down her face. There'll
be busy days and idle. Lost ground must be
regained. He turned to her and pinned her against the headrest with
his kisses. ”
“And my heart has ached for him!”
“Oh, no doubt it cut him at the time. We can’t afford to
turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our
goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. Ennison
himself, with the recollection of Annabel’s visit still fresh in his mind, was for a
moment constrained and ill at ease. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He
yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. Goopes down on him with the lesson
Titian teaches so beautifully in his “Sacred and Profane Love,” and became quite
eloquent upon the impossibility of any deception in the former.
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