"A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. ’ He closed the panel and came slowly out of the little dressing-room, Roding at his heels. And Ritter’s, too, was very amusing and foreign and discreet; a little rambling room with a number of small tables, with red electric light shades and flowers. I’ve muddled all this business. Her companion was a person of no inferior condition. Can't I make you understand? Perhaps it sounds cruel to you; but we women often have to be cruel defensively. I've bumped into so much of the underside that I can't see clean any more. My father died a year ago, by the way. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. “I’d give anything,” he remarked, “to see our little Vee happily and comfortably married. ‘But―but how can he know?’ His soldier’s instinct overtook Gerald and he dropped all his insouciance in a bang, becoming brisk.
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