Her patience was waning fast. ’ Gerald grinned. My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. " "For mercy's sake go up stairs," implored Sheppard. “So you still think of me as husband, even though we have long since tired of each other. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. Another thing: she dated John Diedermayer once and she dumped him, she’s been psychotic over him ever since. It was a grand life. He'll be here two or three days. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. With a strong tendency to satire, but without a particle of malice or ill-nature in its display.
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