THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
any man could be all that the world thinks Tony to be, he'd be the only living world-wonder in captivity."
"You're jealous, Peter."
"I am. I think the whole world runs mad on celebrities. When every third man is a celebrity, why isn't it a distinction to be a commonplace man, like me?"
"You're not commonplace enough; you're—Peter."
The door opened at this juncture, and Priscilla entered. "Oh, mother, I'm so sorry to be late!" she began impulsively, and then stopped.
"Great Jupiter!" said Peter, and they all sat and looked at her.
She certainly was a charming vision, this red-cheeked, bright-eyed Priscilla, in her close-fitting blue velvet skating-suit, setting off her slimness, and Mrs. Martin admitted, with unexpected pride, that this was Priscilla at her best.
"Come in, wicked one," she said, holding out her hand to the girl, suddenly very shy.
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