I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. Celestial Uncles! Spurlock chuckled, and a bit of chestnut, going down the wrong way, set him to coughing violently. ’ ‘Eh bien? And so?’ ‘He says as how he’s going to take you with him to France with his new wife. Fast. Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this rushed about and was active, but it was still defective. The point is, Spurlock was coming along: queerly, by his own imagination. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset.
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