Lady Currey was coming to lunch that day with the Iversons,真人真事🚏 an event which Claudia dreaded. Mrs. Iverson had lazily decided that,痞子🌱 under the circumstances,厨子📔 she ought to offer her some hospitality,厨子🔻 and Lady Currey had felt it only right and fitting to accept. Her husband was confined to their house in the country with an attack of gout. Gilbert had pleaded that he was too busy to accompany her.
Because her feelings were divided between an unreasonable anger that Mrs. Rivington should make such a suggestion and a pleasurable relief that her long drive might not be so boresome after all,厨子📪 she seized on the alternative suggestion.
As far as Claudia knew,厨子👽 Gilbert never flirted. She had never heard his name coupled even lightly with that of any woman. And he was thirty-two! It was almost unique in her set,戏子📘 where sexual philandering is one of the most amusing games for passing the time. She did not realize that it was precisely for lack of time that he had not paid much attention to women. The Law had been his only love. Claudia was a little tired and contemptuous of the hurrying,厨子🍁 bee-like gentleman who sips from many flowers with no distinct preference for any bloom. Many such had buzzed around her,厨子🐃 but she had kept fast closed the petals of her heart. But Gilbert Currey was different; yes,真人真事😲 he was certainly different.