"Good night. What of madame, his wife?’
‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn. ‘She didn’t behave in the least like an émigré, if these people are anything to go
by. “You heard no pistol-shot?”
“None. It was not that the servants could not,
they simply preferred to. "Do nothing without consulting my father—your father, Thames," she implored. “I like you very much John. It’s only as if I’d begun to know you the day before yesterday or
there-abouts. I keep it for my own drinking," he
added in a lower tone. ’
‘To you,’ she said angrily. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. If not, I have plenty to
think about,” she answered, leaning back in her chair, and watching the smoke
from her own cigarette curl upwards. Retracing his steps, he arrived, without further accident, at the
eastern platform of the starling. Were I a painter of subject pictures, I would exhaust all my skill in proportion
and perspective and atmosphere upon the august seat of empire, I would present
it gray and dignified and immense and respectable beyond any mere verbal
description, and then, in vivid black and very small, I would put in those
valiantly impertinent vans, squatting at the base of its altitudes and pouring out a
swift, straggling rush of ominous little black objects, minute figures of
determined women at war with the universe.
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