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Her continued absence had been much remarked and questioned, and there were many reasons why these comments should be silenced. Barbara answered that she would comply with his wishes; and that afternoon found her in the midst of a party on the terrace, listening to Mrs. Dearmer's coarse wit and endeavouring not to shudder at her laugh.
How she hated the sound of it, and that shriller note, peculiarly persistent for a moment, was Mrs. Dearmer's. No Christian feeling could prevent her from hating that woman. Barbara crossed to the wide hearth and waited.
"Could you not regain it?" asked Barbara, and the question was followed by a burst of laughter, more at Mrs. Dearmer's expense than at her questioner's, perhaps. "I'm afraid not. What we gain by experience must be lost in some other direction. It is merely a question which you prefer, the gain or the loss." "My adorable madam, you go ill with mathematics," said one man, laughing.
More guests arrived, and it was during these days that Mrs. Dearmer's conversation became more daring. On two occasions Barbara had got up and walked away, followed by a burst of laughter she thought at her modesty, but it might have been at Mrs. Dearmer's tale. On the second occasion Sydney Fellowes followed her as soon as he could do so without undue comment. "Why did you go?" he asked.
There were few things in heaven or earth exempt from the ridicule of Mrs. Dearmer's tongue, and it was a loose tongue, full of coarse tales and licentious wit. She was a pretty woman, which, from the men's point of view, seemed to add piquancy to her scandalous conversation, but the fact only made Barbara's ears tingle the more. Mrs.
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