CHAPTER XV. Every rule is against me—Why did I let you begin this? I might have told—” “I don’t see that you could help—” “I might have helped—” “You couldn’t. The girl in the forward chair raised herself a little, the better to see the gorgeous blue palanquin of the dimly visible bride. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. Courtlaw stood up. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. E. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things.
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