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384 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1929
"'I'm tired, my dears,' she repeated, encouraging the movement. 'I aways think,' she went on, as it showed signs of subsiding, 'that offices in the City are such a comfort, because then people go to them.'"
"An hotel-keeper as Ernest's brother-in-law. A person who bowed to one on a doorstep, and rubbed his hands. A person who presented bills on departure, which one paid. What a nice thing to have become mixed up with! No such connection, nothing approaching such a connection, had ever yet got into their family. Alps became sore points with them. The word hotel made them start."
"And he disapproved of her, she was sure, and offered her the food as though it were reproaches. Awful to lunch, most of her days, alone with the butler. In the silence of the room, while he, behind her chair, waited to remove her plate the instant she laid down her knife and fork, she could hear him breathing, for he was one of those butlers who breathe."