He talked at large with husky familiarity.
"Here I come, expecting to find a good sensible girl who had seen at last the vanity of all those things; half-light in the rooms; surrounded by the works of her favourite poets, and all that sort of thing.

I say to myself: I must just run in and see the dear wise child, and encourage her in her good resolutions.

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And I fall into the middle of an _intime_ lunch-party.