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‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. "
"I see. Deep
silences came between them. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the
others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the
blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum
things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his
mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential
admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and
general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in
Marylebone. You have not forgotten——”
“I have forgotten nothing?” he answered, enigmatically. The future? He
dared not speculate upon that. ”
“Oh, Drummond’s dinner!” she repeated. ‘And certainly I
wish that Joan will come with us. Also she had tried him as a dragoman and as a gendarme,
which seemed the most suitable of all to his severely handsome, immobile
profile. "
"Silly love stories?"
"No; love wasn't the theme. She felt her chest trying to
float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason
why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked
her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged,
into the hands of God. "
"That's frank enough," the doctor admitted astonishedly. “In self-defence I had to,” she answered.
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