'Of course they are
necessities;--and so are clothes.'
'But new things are such ducks!'
'Trousers may be,' said Dolly.
Then she took a prolonged gaze at him, wondering whether he was or
was not such a fool as he looked. 'How funny you are,' she said.
'A man does not generally feel funny after going through what I
suffered yesterday, Miss Boncassen.'
'Would you mind ringing the bell?'
'Must it be done, quite at once?'
'Quite,--quite,' she said. 'I can do it myself for the matter of
that.' and she rang the bell somewhat violently. Dolly sank back
again into his seat, remarking in his usual apathetic way that he
had intended to obey her behest but had not understood that she
was in so great a hurry. 'I am always in a hurry,' she said. 'I
like things to be done--sharp.' And she hit the table with a
crack. 'Please bring me some iced water,' this of course was
addressed to the waiter. 'And a glass for Mr Longstaff.'
'None for me, thank you.'
'Perhaps you'd like a soda and brandy?'
'Oh dear no;--nothing of the kind. But I am much obliged to you all
the same.
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