What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. "Dawn Pearl!… come here!" She moved to the side of the bed. In and out of consciousness she sailed, hearing voices from memory that she could not distinguish from reality. For she knew that men married to get something. ‘Certainly no one will find it. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. “They are coming past our table. She was a trained being—trained by an implacable mother to one end. Lucy sighed, finding it odd to switch roles as she had over the past weeks.
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