You go home and wait a century, Vee, and then try again. ’ To be sure there was a way. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. ” “But will you?” “YES. Just how particular are you? Will he have to bring recommendations?" "He will not.
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