Sheppard, you mean, Sir," interrupted his wife, ironically. \"Thanks for lending me the clothes. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that I’m not a GOOD woman. The characters of the youthful occupants of the room might be detected in every article it contained. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. We must never let your father know we went.
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