Her scream shook the
windows of the sedan. "The
Beachcombers. The wine was
sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible
flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink
excessively of. No one in the world is beyond the shaft of scandal—
we all catch it terribly sometimes. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the
others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the
blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum
things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his
mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential
admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and
general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in
Marylebone.
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