The manager had sketched the girl's character, or rather had interpreted it, from the incidents which had happened since dinner. "Quick. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. ’ ‘But—’ ‘You’ll get her all over blood again. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. These petals! I’ve been wanting to cry all the evening, cry here on your shoulder for my petals. “It is not, of course, a pleasant subject of conversation for you or for me, yet I think I may venture to suggest to you that your sister’s—er—indiscretions—have reached a point which makes a separation between you almost a necessity. It probably had its own repulsive oubliette in the bottom, where tiny princesses could fall and break their necks.
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