"I've the Bridewell
account to settle. I’m not such a bad sort. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t
what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. He was always doing his best to call her attention to the fact
that he was a man of spirit and quality and experience, and she a young and
beautiful woman, and that all sorts of constructions upon their relationship were
possible, trusting her to go on from that to the idea that all sorts of relationships
were possible. She quickened her pace,
and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t
you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and
affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. ”
“When women get justice,” said Kitty Brett, “there will be no sex antagonism. Wear one on the stage on the following day. Perhaps I am still mad. And for Suzanne and the
vicomte, I am nothing. That is, until I investigated Iovelli-Alberti in the
Fourteenth Century!”
They reached a part of the subdivision dubbed “The
Treehouse”, a popular hangout for edgy teens who
smoked joints in its foundation pits.
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