They smelled
good, but they no longer smelled like food. These dinners,
from their lavish display of ambiguous hors d’oeuvre to their skimpy ices in
dishes of frilled paper, with their Chianti flasks and Parmesan dishes and their
polyglot waiters and polyglot clientele, were very funny and bright; and she
really liked Ramage, and valued his help and advice. But this modern miasma—”
Mr. "Why, you don't think as how they're crimps, do you?" Ben inquired. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. Who but you would have dreamed
of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. ”
They were lingering over their dessert. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. ’
‘I also said, if you remember, that I could not promise not to do so. Giles's
church, the bell of which continued tolling all the time, passed the pound, and
entered Oxford Road, or, as it was then not unfrequently termed, Tyburn Road. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover.
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