The clever hostess having let fall that several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a glimpse of them. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. ’ ‘Have no fear. Lassitude?” “I suppose so. She stepped into his arms. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments.
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