Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands
frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a
dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. But did Gerald trouble himself
about her? No. “Yes. “No way!” Michelle cried, and also looked around for
pedestrian listeners. Something namelessly abhorrent in the eyes of those men…!
She knew what arms were for—to fold and embrace and to hold one tightly; but
why men wished to kiss women was still a profound mystery. Stanley was
inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he
styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by
“vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. Diane suggested to
him that he retire early, and he did so agreeably, halfknowing it to be an order.
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