“Had she not bought the services of Ivy Trask with a hundred dinners? The services? Had she not bought her soul? "Mark my words," Ivy told Elesina. "She'll find some way to hang Irving's ugly outburst to Mrs. Schurman around my neck." When she called on Clara, as early as she dared, on the excuse that it was on her way to work, she found the latter still in bed, reading a book in the great gilded Venetian shell that almost filled the room. Frescoes of angels and cupids against a blue sky and... white clouds surrounded and covered her. On the half columns, in rococo style, sculptured cupids, who seemed to have flown out of the canvases, blew their horns. "Ah, my dear Ivy, how good of you to come." Clara closed her volume slowly, as if she were doing her visitor a precious favor. "I've only got a minute, I'm afraid, Clara. I have to get to the office." "Of course. What I have to say won't take a minute. I simply wanted to make this observation. I'm dreadfully afraid that Miss Dart is not going to prove a true member of our little group.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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