The man who staggers,
whose face is flushed, whose attitude is either noisily friendly or truculent, has
some chance; liquor bends him eventually. "I am very wicked," she said. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy
Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but
I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met
Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the
thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but
which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom
he had just left. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—”
“Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. “And think, think”—her voice sank
—“of the horrible coarseness!”
“What coarseness?” said Ann Veronica. "
That was true, thought Spurlock.
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