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Title: Dolly Dialogues

Author: Anthony Hope

Posting Date: August 16, 2008 [EBook #1203]
Release Date: February, 1998

Language: English

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DOLLY DIALOGUES

by Anthony Hope

CONTENTS

I. A Liberal Education
II. Cordial Relations
III. Retribution
IV. The Perverseness of It
V. A Matter of Duty
VI. My Last Chance
VII. The Little Wretch
VIII. An Expensive Privilege
IX. A Very Dull Affair
X. Strange but True
XI. The Very Latest Thing
XII. An Uncounted Hour
XIII. A Reminiscence
XIV. A Fine Day
XV. The House Opposite
XVI. A Quick Change
XVII. A Slight Mistake
XVIII. The Other Lady
XIX. What Might Have Been
XX. One Way In

A LIBERAL EDUCATION

"There's ingratitude for you!" Miss Dolly Foster exclaimed suddenly.

"Where!" I asked, rousing myself from meditation.

She pointed to a young man who had just passed where we sat. He was
dressed very smartly, and was walking with a lady attired in the height
of the fashion.

"I made that man," said Dolly, "and now he cuts me dead before the whole
of the Row! It's atrocious. Why, but for me, do you suppose he'd be at
this moment engaged to three thousand a year and--and the plainest girl
in London?"

"Not that," I pleaded; "think of--"

"Well, very plain anyhow. I was quite ready to bow to him. I almost
did."

"In fact you did?"

"I didn't. I declare I didn't."

"Oh, well, you didn't then. It only looked like it."

"I met him," said Miss Dolly, "three years ago. At that time he was--oh,
quite unpresentable. He was everything he shouldn't be. He was a
teetotaler, you know, and he didn't smoke, and he was always going to
concerts. Oh, and he wore his hair long, and his trousers short, and his
hat on the back of his head. And his umbrella--"

"Where did he wear that?"

"He carried that, Mr. Carter. Don't be silly! Carried it unrolled,
you know,