“I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as
your friend. Mrs. ”
Mr. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark
had placed him,—"to the point. "
Sailors, he thought; and most of them the dregs of the South Seas, casting their
evil glances at this exquisite creature and trying to smirch with innuendo the
crystal clearness of her mind. He was a little impressed by Ann
Veronica’s metaphor of the string, which, indeed, she owed to Hetty Widgett. The old-fashioned dress, with its series
of ruffles and printed flowers, ballooned treacherously, revealing her well-turned
leg in silk stockings, as it snapped against her body as a mould. Many knew Diane’s
disdain for the Beck family as well, “who would take in
any stray that arrived mewling at their doorstep. But I can't account for it!"
"At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter
imprecation. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!"
"A brick?"
He chuckled. Then she reverted to the trousers. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and
bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach,
rag-like.
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