One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her. There must be something, one feels, in ideas that achieve persistently a successful resurrection. And now she insisted that she MUST leave the chastened security of the Tredgold Women’s College for Russell’s unbridled classes, and wanted to go to fancy dress dances in pirate costume and spend the residue of the night with Widgett’s ramshackle girls in some indescribable hotel in Soho! He had done his best not to think about her at all, but the situation and his sister had become altogether too urgent. She flew up from her stool and faced the door.
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