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Chapter 20

           "ThenIwillnotdetainyouanylonger,"saidouryounghostess,leadingthewayatoncebyaside-door,throughapassagefilledwithfloweringplants,intothedrawing-roomwhereshehadfirstentertainedus—"Ihope,MrTempest,"sheadded,smilingatme—"thatnowwehavemet,youwillnolongerdesiretoqualifyasoneofmypigeons!Itisscarcelyworthwhile!"

           "MissClare,"Isaid,nowspeakingwithunaffectedsincerity—"Iassureyou,onmyhonour,IamverysorryIwrotethatarticleagainstyou.IfIhadonlyknownyouasyouare—"

           "Oh,thatshouldmakenodifferencetoacritic!"sheansweredmerrily.

           "Itwouldhavemadeagreatdifferencetome"—Ideclared;"Youaresounliketheobjectionable‘literarywoman,’—"Ipaused,andsheregardedmesmilinglywithherbrightclearcandideyes—thenIadded—"ImusttellyouthatSibyl—LadySibylElton—isoneofyourmostardentadmirers."

           "Iamverypleasedtohearthat,"—shesaidsimply—"IamalwaysgladwhenIsucceedinwinningsomebody’sapprovalandliking."

           "Doesnoteveryoneapproveandadmireyou?"askedLucio.

           "Ohno!Bynomeans!The‘Saturday’saysIonlywintheapplauseofshop-girls!"andshelaughed—"Poorold‘Saturday’!—thewritersonitsstaffaresojealousofanysuccessfulauthor.ItoldthePrinceofWaleswhatitsaidtheotherday,andhewasverymuchamused."

           "YouknowthePrince?"Iasked,inalittlesurprise.

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