” “Oh my goodness. " "A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. . I didn’t understand before that letter. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile.
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