Lost ground must be
regained. . How did you get your luggage out of the house? Wasn’t
it—wasn’t it rather in some respects—rather a lark? It’s one of my regrets for my
lost youth. You must be lonely here with only a
few men friends. I’m glad I did. Parbleu, but must she do this all through the house?
Evidently she must, for not only could she not properly see the paintings and
portraits that hung on the walls, but she was in imminent danger of bumping into
the sheet-shrouded furniture. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. ’ Then
he bowed, raising his hat in salute and, crossing to the coach, spoke briefly to its
driver and leapt into it without looking back. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. The perfume was
the only one she ever used. The clever hostess having let fall that
several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had
flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a
glimpse of them.
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