"Lawrence has seen her."
"She told me only the other day that she hadn't met him. I wondered
why on earth you hadn't introduced her to Phoebe!"
"Lawrence," Carrissima explained, "saw Bridget going into the Haymarket
Theatre with you the other afternoon."
"Good heavens!" exclaimed Colonel Faversham, stamping about the room,
"it has come to this! I mustn't go to the play without begging my
children's permission. I haven't a scrap of individuality of my own
left! I am compelled to ask Lawrence before I move a step!"
"Not at all," said Carrissima. "Only I seem to recollect your telling
me you were going to play at bridge at the club that Saturday
afternoon."
"And mayn't a man change his mind, I should like to know!"
"In time to book seats," suggested Carrissima.
"No sarcasm, if you please," was the answer. "I won't allow it. I
simply won't allow it in my house," he added, clenching his fist and
bringing it down heavily on the breakfast-table so that the cups and
saucers rattled.
"Oh well, father," said Carrissima, "there's not the least use in
getting angry, you know.
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