Maggot, whose nerves were more firmly strung, she contented
herself with waving her hand affectionately to her lover, and encouraging him by
her gestures. He
was alarmed when she returned to the stage and her eyes
passed over him in the audience. ’
‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico
and coming down the shallow stairway. “Nice sleeve,” she said,
and came to his hand and kissed it. 127
“But Mary Lucia, it isn’t what it looks like! She’s an
old friend, there’s nothing serious going on!”
Without a word, she about-faced and flew down his
steps, running fast, jumping four steps at a time. His
eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. Then
the hotel manager struck his palms together sharply, and two Chinese "boys"
came pattering in from the dining room. It’s that has always made me—SHE,
you know, was drawn into a set—didn’t discriminate Private theatricals. “But why is it preposterous?” asked Ann Veronica, and fiddled with a pipe on
the mantel. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted.
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