"Georgie"
Drusilla whispered as we went in, and I was glad, too, although I laughed at her vanity.
She wore something which gave a general impression of plump pink rosebuds in a setting of green leaves, and the drawing-room as we went in seemed to be running alive with pretty girls.
Georgie's mother loved girls and surrounded herself with them on every possible occasion; thus poor Georgie was kept by her constantly under fire. She was a delightful person, not very wise, but charming to everybody, and she came to meet us with hearty, handsome welcome from the hearth-rug, to leave the Goddess Girl standing alone in stately, silent magnificence. Georgie, who ought to have been at her side, seemed to be lost in earnest conversation with that prim little fair-haired girl, Diana Leigh, and there were other stars shining here and there, very pleasant to the eye at the time, but of no importance in this story. The men were the usual set, Georgie's own kind, very young, and redolent of the goal-post and
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