gh these rooms on a cold day. You look a little pinched yourself by the way: it's rather a sharp night out. I noticed it walking up from the club. Come along and I'll give you a nip of brandy and you can toast yourself over the fire and try some of my new Egyptians--that little Turkish chap at the Embassy put me on to a brand that I want you to try and if you like 'em I'll get out a lot for you: they don't have 'em here yet but I'll cable. He led her through the house to the large room at the back where Mrs. Trenor usually sat and where even in her absence there was an air of occupancy. Here as usual were flowers newspapers a littered writing-table and a general aspect of lamp-lit familiarity so that it was a surprise not to see Judy's energetic figure start up from the arm-chair near the fire.It was apparently Trenor himself who had been occupying the seat in question for it was overhung by a cloud of cigar smoke and near it stood one of those intricate folding tables which British ingenuity has devised to facilitate the circulation of tobacco and spirits. The sight of such appliances in a drawing-room was not unusual in Lily's set where smoking and drinking were unrestricted by considerations of time and place and her first movement was to help herself to one of the cigarettes recommended by Trenor while she checked his loquacity by asking with a surprised glance: Where's Judy? Trenor a little heated by his unusual flow of words and perhaps by prolonged propinquity with the decanters was bending over the latter to decipher their silver labels. Here now Lily just a drop of cognac in a little fizzy water--you do look pinched you know: I swear the end of your nose is red. I'll take another glass to keep you company--Judy?--Why you see Judy's got a devil of a head ache--quite knocked out with it poor thing--she asked me to explain--make it all right you know--Do come up to the fire though,black vans shoes; you look dead-beat really. Now do let me make you comfortable there's a good girl. He had taken her hand half-banteringly and was drawing her toward a low seat by the hearth; but she stopped and freed herself quietly. Do you mean to say that Judy's not well enough to see me? Doesn't she want me to go upstairs? Trenor drained the glass he had filled for himself and paused to set it down before he answered. Why no--the fact is she's not up to seeing anybody. It came on suddenly you know and she asked me to tell you how awfully sorry she was--if she'd known where you were dining she'd have sent you word,vans shoes sale. She did know where I was dining; I mentioned it in my telegram. But it doesn't matter of course. I suppose if she's so poorly she won't go back to Bellomont in the morning and I can come and see her then. Yes: exactly--that's capital,hello kitty vans. I'll tell her you'll pop in to morrow morning. And now do sit down a minute there's a dear and let's have a nice quiet jaw together. You won't take a drop just for sociability? Tell me what you think of that cigarette. Why don't you like it? What are you chucking it away for? I am chucking it away becauRelated articles:

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