“Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors d’oeuvres. ” “Do you think so? I find my interest in that sort of thing decline and decline. The clever hostess having let fall that several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a glimpse of them. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. "Not that I know of," replied the carpenter, who had in some degree recovered his confidence. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights.
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