" "Spare him! spare him!" cried Mrs. ’ ‘In any event,’ Gerald told her, with a grin, ‘I can’t marry this one. ’ She spread her hands. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. ” “Thanks, honey. 175 “Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. “Too greasy for me. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes. ’ ‘Your groom? What for?’ ‘Get him to wait outside. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. “I’m only arguing against your position of what a woman should be, and trying to get it clear in my own mind. “When they tap the roof,” she said, in a voice of authority, “you are to come out. “Please not now. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers.
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