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Updated: June 10, 2025
Lanyard removed it, turned her over so that she lay supine, wedged silken pillows from the chaise-longue beneath her head and shoulders, then reached across her body, took from her dressing table a toilet-water flask of lovely Italian glass, and drenched her face and bosom with its pungent contents. She gasped, started convulsively, and began to breathe with less effort.
Whether one sorts soiled clothes in a laundry, or reclines on a chaise-longue with thirty-eight small hand-embroidered and belaced pillows and a pink satin covering, or sits in a library and fusses over Adam Smith, no one of the three is in a position to pass judgment on the satisfaction or lack of satisfaction of the other two.
"It isn't necessary," cut in the other so peremptorily that the girl's eyes spread into a look of anger. Whereupon Sara Wrandall threw her arm about her and drew her down beside her on the chaise-longue. "I didn't mean to be harsh," she cried. "We must not speak of the past, that's all. The future is not likely to hurt us, dear. Let us avoid the past."
She was sitting up on the chaise-longue and had poured out the tea he had pushed the tea-table towards the chaise-longue and she was talking in an ordinary tone just as though she had not immodestly bared her spirit to him and as though she knew not that he realised she had done so.
The young lady soon observed Vivian; and saying, without the least embarrassment, that she was delighted to sec him, she begged him to share her chaise-longue. Her envious levee witnessed the preference with dismay; and as the object of their attention did not now notice their remarks, even by her expressed contempt, one by one fell away.
Paul was taken to the third floor and there was admitted to a gorgeous apartment. "I thought you'd never get here," languidly greeted the feline De Luxe Dora. She led him to a chaise-longue seductively, taking care, however, that he should see a pile of unpaid bills that lay upon a table near it. Paul was not entirely at his ease and wasted no time in coming to the point.
"She detests vulgarity." The men departed. She lay back in the chaise-longue, her eyes fixed on the hand he had touched with his lips. Watson tapped twice on the door. "Miss Wrandall could not wait, ma'am," he said, opening the door softly. "She will call again tomorrow." "Thank you, Watson. Will you hand me the cigarettes?" Watson hesitated. "The cigarettes, ma'am?" "Yes."
When she made the attempt he grew so feverish that the doctor advised the postponement of distressing topics till he should be better able to discuss them. She could only make him as comfortable as might be, pondering while she covered him up in the chaise-longue, putting his books and his cigars within easy reach, how she could best convert him to her point of view.
She was on the chaise-longue that had been dragged out into the parlor, in the webbiest of white negligées, a little large-eyed, a little subdued, but sweetening the smile she turned toward him by a trick she had of lifting the brows. "Hel-lo, Wheeler!" she said, raising her cheek to be kissed.
Just, as she had been bled, Madame de Brancas entered, and saw us all in confusion and agitation, and Madame lying on her chaise-longue. She asked what was the matter, and was told.
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