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must expect of the man she is to marry I—well, of course you know all this?"
"Suppose you talk of something pleasant for a change!" Georgie growled.
"I am thinking of your future happiness," Anne murmured as they turned. "She will be happy of course with such a kind, honorable, constant lover as you, Georgie."
Georgie gazed at the open windows, with hunted eyes.
"It must be delightful," Anne pursued, "to be engaged to a girl like Diana. A girl who always defers so charmingly to the opinion of the world at large. She is so sweetly conventional, isn't she?"
"She's not a cat!" Georgie muttered.
"When you were engaged to me, Georgie, I knew all your faults, and took you as you were—"
"You rubbed them in often enough," he cried.
She ignored this.
"Does Diana know of all your faults? Have you made a clean breast of every-
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