She trembled; but she did not know why. “Ye
Gods!” she said at last. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion
demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin,
with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set
about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. Then came the cable
that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and
“Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you
back. ”
“You know all?”
“Your sister has told me. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. “About two years ago. Her specialty is the central thing in life, it is life
itself, the warmth of life, sex—and love. ”
“I will tell him,” Lady Lescelles said.
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