And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. " "My father was of the blood-royal of France," exclaimed Thames. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in the practices of microscopic petrography. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought, would have made. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. And I’m afraid. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City without their doing things.
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