The three of them laughed joyously. Three cars were lined up in the driveway. "I cannot—will not suffer you to remain here. Wood, Sir," he added, with much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not that—" and he hesitated. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. Deep silences came between them. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. But what would her aunt think of Teddy’s recent off-hand suggestion of marriage? What would she think of the Widgett conversation? Suppose she was to tell her aunt quietly but firmly about the parasitic males of degraded crustacea. You are very kind. The one fault, indeed, of this school of fiction for him was that it had rather a light way with parental rights. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created.
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