But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. ” “But I’m quite equal to taking care of myself, aunt. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. “I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. But I'll tell you about him some other time. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. I have read that authors are very selfish and self-centred. ’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light.
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