CHAPTER III. The evenings were dulcet and soft. Lucy followed. You can pull it over on everybody else, Lucy, but not on me. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. And there's your liver. I was supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. Both ladies were on easy and friendly terms with all that was best in Morningside Park society; they had an afternoon once a month that was quite well attended, they sometimes gave musical evenings, they dined out and gave a finish to people’s dinners, they had a full-sized croquet lawn and tennis beyond, and understood the art of bringing people together. I’ll make any reasonable arrangement you like. . She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her.
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