Chapter 103

She looked at him round the edge of the door. She was a plain young woman with a broad face, and coarse black hair, but her voice was not unpleasant. She was smiling, and the smile was both sensual and sentimental. She had a very large mouth. “ ‘Pansy Eyes’—Everybody’s playing it. It’s rather nice.” “Fox-trot?” “We Charleston to it, Mr. Gilbert, up at the Rec.” “The Rec! What’s that?” “The Recreation room—up at Castle Craven.” “Oh—I see.” They laughed, but the girl’s laughter was more like a titter. “Wonder if I co…