..."
"Taxis can always be had. Yes," she went on, "you have held the advantage
over a poor woman cooped up in her own house. While I have had to stick
here, attending to my housekeeping, you have been careering about
everywhere,--you with a lot of partners and clerks in your office, and no
compulsion to look in more than two or three times a week. Of _course_
you can run to theatres and clubs. I wonder they don't dispense with you
altogether!"
"There's the advantage of a business arranged to run itself--so far as
_I_ am concerned."
"Yes, you have had the world to range through: shows and restaurants; the
whole big city; strolls and excursions, and who knows what beside...."
Thus Medora Phillips continued silently, and with no exact sense of
justice, to work up her grievance. Presently she surprised Randolph with a
positive frown. She had made a quick, darting return to Hortense.
"I shall send her away," she said aloud. The girl might join her studio
friend, who had stopped at Asheville on her way North, and stay with her
for a few weeks. Yes, Hortense might go and meet the spring--or even the
summer, if that must be.
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