"But what does he mean by calling you a wanton?
—you, my wife?"
Enschede's hand slipped from his daughter's shoulder. Also he
had said—laughing in that way with his eyes which made a flutter in her chest—
that Prudence will find an Englishman to marry her. Alderman Dunstable, of the Borough
Council of Marylebone. Here was not the individual against whom she
had been warned. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed
open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a
saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the
fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished,
and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. . His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. “You have a boyfriend! That’s fine by me, it’s your
business, but you’d better stop sneaking around because
Sheila’s got eyes in the back of her head!” He heard
Sheila utter a loud percussive blast of a snore from the
master bedroom. “It’s either now or never,” she
said to herself.
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