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” Lucy said. “You’re. “John, don’t!” she cried. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar
had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Slowly and reluctantly she came to realize that Vivie Warren was what is
called an “ideal. ” She
found herself trying to remember all the old tunes her
mother had taught her, as they were bright as little stars. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she
blamed herself at first. Thanks. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one
side. That she was provoked by his
interference was obvious. Mr. Where can we sit down and talk?”
He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young
man was seated with an evening paper in his hand.
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