Brendon suggests supper at the Carlton. "You shall not pass," cried several of the crowd. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. He would be off her case just as soon as his fever for her broke and he found a lover, and she imagined he must have plenty of girls from ritzy families lining up to choose from. “For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. Remember, in your story—look at it, scattered everywhere!—that line? We arrive at true happiness only through labyrinths of misery. But she threw a verbal bombshell into the spinsters' camp. I believe that the common report was that you and your sister had come to Paris to study painting. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the crest.
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