“And it was going to be a little awkward, his mother said as she stood in the dining-room surveying the arrangement of tiny, silver-framed place cards on the table, because it was five men and only three women. But perhaps it would be all right, she said, if you counted Titi as a lady. After all, he could be either-or. The guests started coming at half past seven and the first to arrive, not surprisingly, was Austin Callender, right on the clock stroke, anxious to impress his future parents-in-l...aw with his punctuality. “Austin, my angel!” Hugh’s mother cried as she hurried towards him and kissed him first on one cheek, then on the other. She was in a pink velvet dinner dress with a chinchilla collar and deep chinchilla cuffs and, at her throat and wrists, large pink crystal beads that rattled as she moved. Watching her to-night, Hugh decided it was a good thing that he had not seen her during the day; it had spared them both the need for mentioning the scene in her room the night before.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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