For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams. ‘Ah, well, we’ll check the back and then go home. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. Yet you make our Bohemianism seem like a vulgar thing. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to avoid talking alone with this gentleman. “Mr.
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