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Sleesor and Lady Britto, with Lady Malloring opposite, and Miss Bawtrey leaning over the piano toward them, she pinched herself to get rid of the feeling that, when all these were out of sight of each other, they would become silent and have on their lips a little, bitter smile. It was a question she could not answer; nor could she very well ask it of any of these ladies.
Moorsome's would be valuable if he weren't so terrifically silent, for he must think a lot, sitting all day, as he did, painting the land. "He's a heavy ass," said Stanley. Yes; but Clara did not wish to be narrow. That was why it was so splendid to have got Mr. Sleesor.
"Pokes her nose into 'em often enough," Stanley muttered. Lady Fanfar again, and Mrs. Sleesor, and even Hilda Martlett, were interested in their husbands, and Miss Bawtrey, of course, interested in everything. As for Maude Ughtred, all talk would be the same to her; she was always week-ending. Stanley need not worry it would be all right; some real work would get done, some real advance be made.
Sleesor, and Sir John Fanfar with their wives; also Miss Bawtrey, an American who went everywhere; and Moorsome, the landscape-painter, a short, very heavy man who went nowhere, and that in almost perfect silence, which he afterward avenged.
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