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. “But your sister,” he said. Everywhere there are limitations. I
speak no harm of her. "Can't you see? I
can't hurt her, if … if she cares! I can't tell her I'm a madman as well as a
thief!… What a fool! What a fool!"
A thief. But you must
come this way now. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea
roved, seeking the way. I figured it
would hurt your feelings if you knew I still talked to him,
so I kept my mouth shut. Even the love of a
mother does not sway him. The three young men exchanged expressive glances. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened
by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in
the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and
flaming sunflowers. Sebastian’s land holdings were enormous, reaching
across the Alps.
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