And then Tommy is so annoying in the way he proposes. But the observation crushed Tommy for ten minutes. And I don't believe anybody else does either. Fortunately I don't know what bimetallism means. At luncheon I saw by the glare in his eye that he was going to propose again, and I just managed to check him in time by assuring him that I was a bimetallist. Really, the things that go on in front of that work of art are quite appalling. Then he proposed to me in broad daylight this morning, in front of that dreadful statue of Achilles. They always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be absolutely deaf. Musical people are so absurdly unreasonable. If I had, it would have stopped the music at once. I didn't dare to make the smallest repartee, I need hardly tell you. He proposed to me last night in the music-room, when I was quite unprotected, as there was an elaborate trio going on. Tommy really does nothing but propose to me. MABEL CHILTERN: Well, Tommy has proposed to me again.
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