Books with title The Rustle of Silk

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Excerpt: ...roses that were standing in a vase. "Is that all?" "I want to carry them," she said. Chalfont was almost boyishly disappointed. He would like to have pictured her among a riot of color. He had not brought her there with a Machiavelian desire to hear her give her address. He was not that kind of man. "Won't you have some more?" But somehow-what was it in her that did these things to men-Lola could see the inn at Wargrave, its orchard and its smooth lawn with little tables under the trees and the silver stream near by, and hear the words, "I love you, Lola; am I good enough--" And she shook her head. "No more," she said. "They're lovely," took them from the man and put them to her lips. Chalfont gave his name and followed her to the street. "Now where?" he asked. Lola held out her hand. "Nowhere else. I'm walking. A thousand thanks. Seven-thirty, the Carlton then." And once more Chalfont saluted, not as though to a company of boy scouts but to a queen. And when he had gone, Lola heaved a great big sigh and put the roses to her heart. If they had come from Chilton Park-if Fallaray had cut them for her-If. PART V I Fallaray had been lunching with George Lytham at his rooms in the Albany. There had been half a dozen of the men who backed Reconstruction to meet him. From one o'clock until three every one of the numerous troubles which affected England had been discussed and argued about,-disarmament, unemployment, the triple alliance, Mesopotamia, Indian unrest, the inevitable Ireland, the German chicanery and the hot-tempered attitude of France in the matter of Ruhr; and, as though with an impish desire to invent new troubles, George Lytham had brought up the subject of Bolshevism in the universities. Every one of the men present had, of course, his own pet solution to these questions, and as usual, argument had run about like a terrier out for a walk,-backwards and forwards and in circles. Finally,...

Excerpt from The Rustle of SilkWith the butler' s connivance she stood inside the hat room in the hall and peeped through the door.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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