Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that
did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining
dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened
by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea
blossom. That really settles about that. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in
his stockinged feet. “Ruin me? For what? Posterity? How could you ruin
me, Lucy? What on earth are you talking about?”
He got up and began to pace the room. ”
“It gives in a nutshell the miracle of art and the imagination. Superstition is the Chinese Reaper. Ah! she looks this way, and puts her finger to her lips. She tried to imagine herself
“getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or
as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and
independent flat. Those awful chairs!"
After dinner the spinsters proceeded to inscribe their accustomed quota of
postcards, and Ruth was left to herself.
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