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December Love

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1410    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

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

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