Chapter XVII THE CHANGE IN “ALCIDE” “By-the-bye,” his neighbour asked him languidly, “who is our hostess?” “Usually known, I believe, as Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison answered, “unless I have mixed up my engagement list and come to the wrong house. He is extremely old—forty at least—and he has a belly excessively fat. ” “I think,” Lady Lescelles said, putting down her teacup, “that I must send Nigel to plead his own cause. ” She came closer. Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile.
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