”
She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at
the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her
mind. “Are you in the Service?” She asked him. The well of tears in her
eyes was dry. “It’s—private. This won’t do. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in
Annabel’s future. My janizaries shall go with me. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see,
because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life,
and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. “Still, of course, it is
possible. I did not have to dig deep in my imagination
to create the status-obsessed suburban environment
of Lucy’s modern milieu. Had to give up
the work and take to this.
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