19/27 I feel a brute sometimes at the way she--" Elfrida broke off, and looked out of the window for an instant. "She brings their little clothes into my bedroom to make--though there is no need, they are in an asylum. She is divorced from their father," she went on coolly, "and he is married to the leading lady. Candidly," she added, looking at him with a courageous smile, "prejudice apart, is it not magnificent material ?" A storm of words trembled upon the verge of his lips, but his diplomacy instinctively sealed them up. "You can never use it," he said instead. |