Both ladies were on easy and friendly terms with all that was best in Morningside Park society; they had an afternoon once a month that was quite well attended, they sometimes gave musical evenings, they dined out and gave a finish to people’s dinners, they had a full-sized croquet lawn and tennis beyond, and understood the art of bringing people together. Mr. Shot him, do you hear?” “Good God!” he exclaimed, looking at her curiously. “I didn’t know you objected to him, daddy. “It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand.
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