The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. He was human. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. ‘Bête. His spirits revived, and encouraging himself with the idea that the present impediment, though the greatest, was the last, he set himself seriously to consider how it might best be overcome. He would make her rub her lips with waxes and other ointments, precursors of lipsticks. I haven’t taken much account of it until now. And if one were to love some one very much, it’s just so that one would be blindest, just when one wanted most to see. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. Them young prigs is all alike.
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