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You know I only arrived last week."
"Most exceptional! Don Francesco will bear me out."
"It blows," said the priest, "when the good God wishes it to blow. He
has been wishing pretty frequently of late."
"I am writing to your cousin," the Duchess remarked, "to ask her to my
small annual gathering after the festival of Saint Dodekanus.
To-morrow, you know. Quite an informal little affair. I may count on
you, Bishop? You'll all come, won't you? You too, Mr. Keith. But no
long words, remember! Nothing about reflexes and preternatural and
things like that. And not a syllable about the Incarnation, please. It
scares me. What's the name of her villa, Denis?"
"Mon Repos. Rather a commonplace name, I think--Mon Repos."
"It is," said Keith. "But there is nothing commonplace about the lady.
She iw what I would call a New Woman."
"Dear me!"
Mr. Heard was alarmed at this picture of his cousin. He did not
altogether approve of New Women.
"She has long ago passed the stage you have in mind, Bishop.


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