Both ladies were on easy and friendly terms with
all that was best in Morningside Park society; they had an afternoon once a
month that was quite well attended, they sometimes gave musical evenings, they
dined out and gave a finish to people’s dinners, they had a full-sized croquet
lawn and tennis beyond, and understood the art of bringing people together. “Are you going to the Vorsack’s for dinner tonight?”
“Yes, I think I’ll stop by. Her father
intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the
latch. For heaven’s sake, give him some Madeira or something,
Gerald! Anything to calm him down. She had
even confided to him how lonely it was in the island. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with
increased merriment. ”
“And no one else—has a key?”
“I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. ”
She sat motionless, with her hand tightening over the edge of the table, and
he, too, said no more. She wondered if he was
already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as
one would a prostitute. Last time—
you made me feel snubbed. “Great.
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