Geoffrey had declined
the invitation, which was a short one, because he had not expected to be
back from chambers. In this enthusiasm, however, he went to his wife's
room to tell her of the event.
"Well," she said, "what have you been doing? I think that you might have
arranged to come out with me. My going out so much by myself does not
look well. Oh, I forgot; of course you are in that case."
"Yes--that is, I was. I have won the case. Here is a very fair report of
it in the _St. James's Gazette_ if you care to read it."
"Good heavens, Geoffrey! How can you expect me to read all that stuff
when I am dressing?"
"I don't expect you to, Honoria; only, as I say, I have won the case,
and I shall get plenty of work now."
"Will you? I am glad to hear it; perhaps we shall be able to escape
from this horrid flat if you do. There, Anne! Je vous l'ai toujours dit,
cette robe ne me va pas bien."
"Mais, milady, la robe va parfaitement----"
"That is your opinion," grumbled Lady Honoria. "Well, it isn't mine. But
it will have to do. Good-night, Geoffrey; I daresay that you will have
gone to bed when I get back," and she was gone.
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