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Youre extremely difficult to please, he said sarcastically. Im glad all my sitters are not so particular.[285] You cant say I havent done full justice to your looks.
He raised his thick, heavy eyebrows. He was feeling better now. Perhaps, after all, he would go down to the club on the chance of seeing Mathews about that case on Tuesday.
Oh! but Fay, I couldnt
I am not concerned with the Rivingtons. I am talking of myself, of my feelings on the subject. She was beginning to speak a little more quickly now. The cold, abstracted look in his eyes stung her. He could not even realize that she was hurt and angry. I am not here merely as your social shop-window, as you call it. I am not here merely as your hausfrau, to order your food and entertain and visit your friends. That is the way in which you have lately been regarding me.... Do you realize how often I have to go out in the evening alone?
He drew her hands up till they rested on his shoulders, and he smiled with happy contradiction into her face. He was very good-looking in his triumph, and she could not help rejoicing in his comeliness. The Greeks worshipped beauty, and were they so wrong? Youth and good looks ought to be part of love. Surely it is the ideal.
Claudia and Mrs. Milton looked at one another, and the mother-woman smiled. Isnt it a pity? she said.
I am glad to hear it. I certainly thought he was in love with you. But as he can marry Pat and he cannot marry you now, I am glad to hear it.... Claudia, will you go into the room where the periodicals are kept and see if you can find a copy of the Fortnightlysome time last yearwhich has an article entitled Labour Unrest. I daresay youve heard my father is having some trouble in Langton. The workers in the paper-mills have been threatening to strike for some time, and we want to nip it in the bud. I think the article was late last year, about October or November.
I remember a small child with forget-me-not eyes and flaxen hair, who was always sitting down heavily on choice seedlings in the flower-beds and then crying because she had hurted them.
Image began to recall various tit-bits of scandal and gossip that had found their way out to India regarding Claudias mother. Utterly unmoral, passionately heartless, the fascinations of a siren, Image had heard many tales of her. He recalled vaguely one story, which was particularly scandalous and which questions the paternity of one of the daughters. There had been whisper at that time that she had gone too far, and weak, complaisant Geoff Iverson would be roused to divorce her.
To love is human, to marrysometimes divine. Dont be afraid, mon ami. Im not cut out for those heroics, or, she added, you either.
Really! But the tone lacked conviction. He commenced to turn over the pages of the book.
By the hats and overcoats lying about the spacious hall of their flat in Albert Hall Mansions, Carey Image knew he was not the only man who had hastened to congratulate Claudia on her husbands latest honour. He had seen the announcement in the papers that morning. Gilbert Currey had been made a K.C. Image immediately sent a wire to his chambers, and now in person was giving himself the pleasure of calling on his god-daughter by marriage, as he called her.
I havent told him yet, but he is sure to like it. It is a sort of fairy castle with an enchanted garden full of wonderful sculpture and strange flowers. There is a terrace of white marble brought from Greece and a fountain of coloured waters. It must be perfectly delicious. I have always dreamed of it as an ideal honeymoon place.
I need not ask you if you enjoy the sea, Mrs. Currey? Isnt it bully? I like it rough, dont you?
CHAPTER XX