He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. "Yes—what do you mean, Ma'am?" added Jack, staggering after her. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. His aunt, here at McClintock's? It was unbelievable. "Search him and iron him afresh;" commanded Jonathan. Never had he been so intrigued. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss. ‘You will keep yourself utterly quiet,’ he instructed, a growl in her ear as they headed for the door. One doesn’t realize that even the sort of civilization one has at Morningside Park is held together with difficulty. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew.
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