“My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. Did you hear us through the archway, talking cookery?” They went up by the lift in silence. "We're forgetting," he said. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. ” “You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. ” She said, embarrassed. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression.
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