West London in satin and diamonds does not hear her sister East London in rags calling to her to deliver her.
The voice of East London has been drowned in the dance-music of the West End." Sybell gazed with awed admiration at the apostle.
"What a beautiful thought," she said.
"Miss Gresley's _Idyll of East London_," said Hugh, "is a voice which, at any rate, has been fully heard." The apostle put up a _pince-nez_ on a bone leg and looked at Hugh.
"I entirely disapprove of that little book," she said.

"It is misleading and wilfully one-sided." "Hester Gresley is a dear friend of mine," said Sybell, "and I must stand up for her.

She is the sister of our clergyman, who is a very clever man.

In fact, I am not sure he isn't the cleverest of the two.
She and I have great talks.

We have so much in common.