’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. Gossip was the driving force in Sheila’s existence. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. It happened that at the extremest point of Ann Veronica’s social circle from the Widgetts was the family of the Morningside Park horsedealer, a company of extremely dressy and hilarious young women, with one equestrian brother addicted to fancy waistcoats, cigars, and facial spots. His face turned a dark crimson. ’ ‘On the contrary. “Sort of man who can see no further than his nose,” he remarked contemptuously. “A little touchy this evening, aren’t we, Missy?” Michelle chided her friend. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk.
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