Wood," said the lady bridling up, "my request may, perhaps, have some weight with you. I received a telegram, as you know, during dinner. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. "I hope you don't imagine anything has gone wrong, Sir. Gerald instantly took her arm and guided her back to her chair. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla. “I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. Although she had refused to answer his impertinent questions. ” The dinner was admirable as a dinner; nothing went wrong, from the golden and excellent clear soup to the delightful iced marrons and cream; and Miss Stanley’s praises died away to an appreciative acquiescence.
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