To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. She hated to leave; for this hour would be the most interesting. She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. She was like an angel with one wing. ’ ‘You are perfectly correct,’ agreed Gerald at once. “Well, you certainly did very well at tea,” she remarked. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical.
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