Gray youth: The story of a very modern courtship and a very modern marriageOnions, Oliver
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Gray youth: The story of a very modern courtship and a very modern marriage
Onions, Oliver
Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Women -- Social and moral questions -- Fiction
But of course that stupid Stanhope Tasker was at the bottom of it all.
Amory did not so much mind his not having liked her from the first; she
would have been sorry to let a trifle like that ruffle her equanimity;
but it was evident that he did not in the least realize his position.
She was quite sure, in the first place, that he couldn't afford (or
rather Dorothy couldn't afford) to pay eighty pounds for that flat,
plus another twenty for the little office they had annexed and used
as a nursery. And in the next place he dressed absurdly above his
position. Cosimo dressed for hygiene and comfort, in cellular things
and things made of nonirritant vegetable fibre; but those absurdly
modish jackets and morning-coats of Stan's had, unless Amory was very
much mistaken, to be bought at the expense of real necessaries. And
so with their hospitality. In that too, they tried to cut a dash and
came very near to making themselves ridiculous. Amory didn't want to
interfere; she couldn't plan and be wise for everybody; she had her
own affairs to attend to; but she was quite sure that the Taskers
would have done better to regulate their hospitality as hospitality
was regulated at The Witan--that was, to make no special preparation,
but to have the door always open to their friends. But no; the Taskers
must make a splash. They must needs "invite" people and be a little
stand-offish about people coming uninvited. They were "At home" and
"Not at home" for all the world as if they had been important people.
But Amory would have thought herself very stupid to be taken in by all
this ceremony. For example, the last time she and Cosimo had been asked
to the flat to dinner she knew that they had been "worked off" only
because the Taskers had had the pheasants given by somebody, and very
likely the fish too. And it would have been just like Stan Tasker's
insolence had he asked them because he _knew_ that the Pratts did not
eat poor beasties that should have been allowed to live because of
their lovely plumes, nor the pretty speckled creatures that had done
no harm to the destroyer who had taken them with a hook out of their
pretty stream.
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