I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated
professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall. The whole affair interested him deeply. He
was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face,
mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. “It’s either now or never,” she
said to herself. She held out both her
hands. The
agonized mother could scarcely repress a scream at the spectacle that met her
gaze. Ruth came to him directly. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face
resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. ”
“You are very good, Mr. “Soon enough, John. “You are not boring me,” she said, “but I would rather talk of something else. It’s just hard to keep things from her. ”
She disengaged herself from him and went out of the room with a grave,
preoccupied expression. ”
Anna rose to her feet.
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