There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. ‘And I am delighted to see that you are ready to admit that the Charvills—or rather the Valades—are indeed your affair. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. “Ohmigod, Katy, you fucking killed her!” A trio of girls sniggered. Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. Manning might go on now idealizing her as much as he liked.
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