“I’ve got—I have to tell you this to
make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition. She could not see clearly. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her
red brocade dress as she slipped outside. “Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. Both ladies were on easy and friendly terms with
all that was best in Morningside Park society; they had an afternoon once a
month that was quite well attended, they sometimes gave musical evenings, they
dined out and gave a finish to people’s dinners, they had a full-sized croquet
lawn and tennis beyond, and understood the art of bringing people together. They do
not come for me, to find me and bring me home. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. If ever I did meet a man I could
love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. “But you’re wrong. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. She had set out
to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without
counting the cost either for herself or others. "You must have made some
exertion to keep your present appointment.
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