” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. Ennison too, always handsome and debonnair, seemed transported out of his calm self. “My cab with all that luggage would give the whole show away. He said nothing. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. The papers are continually wondering what has become of ‘Alcide. Everyone will grumble to you confidentially—Miss Ellicot, she’s our swagger young lady, you know—up there, next to Miss White, she will tell you that it is so out of the world here, so far away from everyone one knows. Here again the clothes were minus the labels. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. Come along, you mad jade. ‘Talk to me another time. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet.
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