“Homely?” “Well, yeah, that’s what he said. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. She seemed just as stiff and shy as a girl ought to be, Lady Palsworthy thought, neither garrulous nor unready, and free from nearly all the heavy aggressiveness, the overgrown, overblown quality, the egotism and want of consideration of the typical modern girl. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. Melusine dashed them away, but they kept on coming. Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris.
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