The music throbbed into the warnings that preceded the king’s irruption. ’ ‘You have seen him? Exactement. . Warren’s Profession furtively with Hetty Widgett from the gallery of a Stage Society performance one Monday afternoon. Maggot, kissing her hand to him. . That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments.
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