Of all crafts,—and it was
the only craft his poor father, who, to do him justice, was one of the best
workmen that ever handled a saw or drove a nail, could never understand,—of
all crafts, I say, to be an honest man is the master-craft. ’
‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than
by what she had said. He had been thrilled
at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to
turn others into vampires. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’
She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. My mom doesn’t realize that I’ve got my own style. That old world that
had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. We were only—les autres. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast
gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined
things of her childhood. "
"Aliva Trenchard!" exclaimed Mrs.
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