Stanley. Could you come to tea at my rooms one
afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could
have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and
a box at the theatre. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier
quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding
cynically. He wasn't quite hard enough to win worldly success; that was his
fault. “But I’ve heard that he’s broken up with her three
times in the past. I am altogether a person of a
disposition extremely interfering, as you have so often told me. “With your
permission I should like to search the remainder of your rooms. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t
like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who
dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to
face. ” She refused. \"
\"If only it worked that way! Oh, it’s just not fair. Kneebone," she
added, with a glance at that gentleman, which was meant to speak daggers, "will
do as he pleases. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she
asked. I wonder what
men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE
thought of them, really showed them what WE were.
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