December Love
ellingworth's house with Miss Van Tuyn,
de Park Hotel, and, as she said she wanted some a
nd very conscious way. "I'm a
rai
ll person with a morose expre
en s
h lighter in hand tha
people in London! Isn't
Sellin
reet as fresh as paint by eleven, having already written dozens of acceptances to invitations, arranged dinners, theatre parties, heaven knows what! Made of cast iron, they seem. They even manage somehow to be fairly attractive to young men. They are living marvels, and I take off my toque to them. But Lady Sellingworth, quite
n love with her?"
, n
blue glan
only she would let me. But
r till to-day.
But she di
ably
tly why she succeeds, being as God has made
ossi
ey
o d
them. She shows them up by looking as she does. She is their contemporary,
the 'old guard.' She has disobeyed the comman
ll never pard
made her do i
o Paris. He soon found out that she did not know about the jewels episode. She
he said. "I have always felt it. Ten years ago!
hat moment-she has bet
don't un
y of interest which flattered him. He began to think her
d finished
the desertion of Paris, the sudden chang
her throw up everything in a fit of anger. And then, o
he Edwardian youthfuln
ecome definitely, ruthlessly old, it's practically i
d frighten people.
N
jewels so much as you suggest, she woul
ose she
. That, to me, is inexplicable. Because we women love jewels. And no woman carr
have thought,
ort silenc
sibly have known who had sto
ined from denoun
have had
ill girlish eyes looked sharpl
en are very apt to think terribl
ed himself against t
d Miss Van Tuyn. "Now, go against your
ppose it's possible to conceive of circumstances in which a woman
an ever. I'm not particularly curious about other people. I'm too busy about myself for that. But I would give a g
You would not hav
r. But I am almost sure I never shall. And yet she's fond of me. I know that. She likes m
t, athletic step. Just as they were
l go to one of
asked
which you know the a
y talked of
d Craven was about to say good
ming to see
uestion to which she knew the answer, in this fo
to," h
give me y
e it t
e put it into her card-case. "Our curiosity about
were strongly searching him for admiration
y Sellingworth's secret if she do
s that
arnestness which seemed to amuse
a slightly mo
he wishes me to or not. And yet I am more devoted to he
quickly," he said, pressing
after
n an af
Sellingworth
e passed through the swing door she looked round at
at won't die," he thought, "there's
he knew that the feeling of her hand in his would not have thrilled someth
mself as he walked away, and
e animal