Edith Wharton
The Custom of the Country
(Romance Classic)
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2019 OK Publishing
EAN 4064066052324
Table of Contents
I
“Undine Spragg—how can you?” her mother wailed, raising a prematurely-wrinkled hand heavy with rings to defend the note which a languid “bell-boy” had just brought in.
But her defence was as feeble as her protest, and she continued to smile on her visitor while Miss Spragg, with a turn of her quick young fingers, possessed herself of the missive and withdrew to the window to read it.
“I guess it’s meant for me,” she merely threw over her shoulder at her mother.
“Did you EVER, Mrs. Heeny?” Mrs. Spragg murmured with deprecating pride.
Mrs. Heeny, a stout professional-looking person in a waterproof, her rusty veil thrown back, and a shabby alligator bag at her feet, followed the mother’s glance with good-humoured approval.
“I never met with a lovelier form,” she agreed, answering the spirit rather than the letter of her hostess’s enquiry.
Mrs. Spragg and her visitor were enthroned in two heavy gilt armchairs in one of the private drawingrooms of the Hotel Stentorian. The Spragg rooms were known as one of the Looey suites, and the drawingroom walls, above their wainscoting of highly-varnished mahogany, were hung with salmon-pink damask and adorned with oval portraits of Marie Antoinette and the Princess de Lamballe. In the centre of the florid carpet a gilt table with a top of Mexican onyx sustained a palm in a gilt basket tied with a pink bow. But for this ornament, and a copy