His head was small and bullet-shaped,
and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his
temples. Can you wonder that I expect
you to fulfil yours?”
“I am not aware,” she answered, “that I have ever failed in doing so. Let’s go. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate,
and to transcribe it in unuttered words. This
lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. Your mother, for what it’s worth to
you—for there’s nothing for you here, by God!—was the woman I chose for
Nicholas. ”
“Perhaps not,” she answered. “Have to take your turn,” he remarked laconically. It
came into her head with real emotional force that this must be some particularly
fantastic sort of dream. Have you been away from Morningside
Park?”
“I’m not interrupting you?”
“You are. You will also become a very
rich man, though I wish that the circumstances had been
different. ”
She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the
change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a
faint, humorous smile to her lips.
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