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 WOMEN IN LOVE 65 "Won't you have some more — ?" "Brandy," she said, sipping her last drop and putting down the glass. The waiter disappeared. "No," she said to Birkin. "He doesn't know I'm back. He'll be terwified when he sees me here." She spoke her r's like w's, lisping with a slightly babyish pronunciation which was at once affected and true to her character. Her voice was dull and toneless. ""Where is he, then?" asked Birkin. "He's doing a private show at Lady Snellgrove's," said the girl. "Warens is there too." There was a pause. "Well, then," said Birkin, in a dispassionate protective manner, "what do you intend to do?" The girl paused sullenly. She hated the question. "I don't intend to do anything," she replied. "I shall look for some sittings to-morrow." "Who shall you go to?" asked Birkin. "I shall go to Bentley's first. But I believe he's angwy with me for running away." "That is from the Madonna?" "Yes. And then if he doesn't want me, I know I can get work with Carmarthen." "Carmarthen?" "Lord Carmarthen — he does photographs." "Chiffon and shoulders — " "Yes. But he's awfully decent." There was a pause. "And what are you going to do about Julius?" he asked. "Nothing," she said. "I shall just ignore him." "You've done with him altogether?" But she turned aside her face sullenly, and did not answer the question. Another young man came hurrying up to the table. "Hallo Birkin! Hallo Pusmm, when did you come back?" he Nttd eagerly. "To-day." "Does Halliday know?" "I don't know. I don't care either." "Ha-ha! The wind still sits in that quarter, does it? Do you mind if I come over to this table?"