Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast
cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of
Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley
going down toward the shops. ” She shifted again. ”
He was arrested for a moment by an indistinct picture of Veronica reading this
last sentence. It
doesn’t matter with me, but there are at least a dozen young women in Mr. Gerald’s breath caught. The Oriental has no equivalent. “Admirably, thank you,” Anna answered. Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered.
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