How I wish I
might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and
trimmed with lace. "So the wheelman told you? I've always spoken it, though I can neither read nor
write it. I was to
blame to carry the matter so far. But the people among whom she was now thrown through the
social exertions of Miss Miniver and the Widgetts—for Teddy and Hetty came
up from Morningside Park and took her to an eighteen-penny dinner in Soho and
introduced her to some art students, who were also Socialists, and so opened the
way to an evening of meandering talk in a studio—carried with them like an
atmosphere this implication, not only that the world was in some stupid and even
obvious way WRONG, with which indeed she was quite prepared to agree, but
that it needed only a few pioneers to behave as such and be thoroughly and
indiscriminately “advanced,” for the new order to achieve itself. Gently she raised his head and withdrew the coat from
under the pillow.
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