’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration. Let her see what she could make here. “I will tell you something if you like. We have to get them to let us in for the profits of their business, and in return we ask them to—dinner. “In two days,” she reflected, “Mrs. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. Manning, all this sort of thing is very well as sentiment, but does it correspond with the realities? Are women truly such angelic things and men so chivalrous? You men have, I know, meant to make us Queens and Goddesses, but in practice—well, look, for example, at the stream of girls one meets going to work of a morning, round-shouldered, cheap, and underfed! They aren’t queens, and no one is treating them as queens. Afterwards we started for déjeuner in a motor. " "I'm sorry.
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