Diane Vorsack tried to disguise the fact that she was livid, her daughter’s buffoonery having driven off the prestigious dinner guests before the after-dinner drinks could be served. ” “It was an inspiration—your speaking to him?” “I felt impudent. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. “And where are YOU going?” he said. I can smell you. Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she paced about her favourite retreat. Unexpectedly he found himself speeding toward the father.
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