If it ever
comes definitely to that I shall break with Sargent; you can depend on my
selfishness--arrogance--anything you like for that. Quite depend.
"Tonight," she hesitated. "Tonight has really made a good many
things--clear to me. Things that were moving around in my mind, though
I didn't know quite what to call them. For one thing, it has made
me--realize," her eyes darkened, "that my time for really being--a
woman--not in the copybook sense--is diminishing. Getting short. Oh, you
and Mr. Billett will have to reconcile your knowledge of Sargent's and
my situation with whatever moral ideas you may happen to have on
fathers-in-law and friends' fathers for some time yet--I'm sure I don't
know how you're going to do it, especially Mr. Billett, and I can't
honestly say that I particularly care. But that will not be--permanent, I
imagine. You understand?" She put her hand on the door-knob to imply that
the audience was over.
"I shall miss Louise, though," she said, frankly.
"Louise will miss you." Oliver saw no need for being politic now. He added
hesitatingly, "After all--"
"Oh, no.
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