“Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. Stanley was
inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he
styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by
“vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. It was hard to gain weight when you hated to eat. ’
‘Entirely English,’ said Gerald as one making a discovery. She
was instinctively aware of him as she had been of Julian. . But
you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county
magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he
aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor—
James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. ” He met her questioning eye, and repeated,
“Oh! it IS a success. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to
hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. ”
“I thought I was old enough,” she gasped, between laughter and crying. Oh, John. Detention was merry for the other detainees. , or that
she had a care in the world.
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