“She is living there now,” she remarked. You mustn’t do things like that. No, not one little bit. ” “Yes. ” “Coffee! Bah!” The newcomer picked her way across the floor with daintily uplifted skirts, and subsided into a deck chair of stretched canvas. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. For a long time neither spoke again. She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as chipped flint.
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