” “You don’t. “You are certain of this. The vicomte has, he say, enough femmes in his hands. It is not possible for us to be on friendly terms with a young man who has been seen in a public place, having supper alone with your sister after midnight. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh. He pulled away. ’ Mrs Sindlesham laughed lightly, but her eyes quizzed him. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat.
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