This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. ‘You have no need to be afraid of us. She finished the olive and looked up. I hope you've enjoyed your health. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches. And a custom had grown up of a general tea at four o’clock, under the auspices of a Miss Garvice, a tall and graceful girl of distinguished intellectual incompetence, in whom the hostess instinct seemed to be abnormally developed. It got on my nerves—the women I saw. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. “Let me see,” he said. I don’t love you. When younger, and in better health, she must have been eminently lovely; and there were still the remains of great beauty about her. The boy would never know just how lucky he was.
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