Unleavened Bread by Robert Grant
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I have very little, and I preferred not to tie up everything in a house
we might not wish to keep." "I see. She appreciates that people may take us up any time. She thinks you are distinguished looking." "If she isn't careful, I shall make you jealous, Selma. Was there anything you didn't discuss?" "I regard you as the peer of any Morton Price alive. Why aren't you?" "Far be it from me to discourage such a wifely conclusion. Provided you think so, I don't care for any one else's opinion." "But you agree with her. That is, you consider because people of that sort don't invite us to their houses, they are better than we." "Nothing of the kind. But there's no use denying the existence of social classes in this city, and that, though I flatter myself you and I are trying to make the most of our lives in accordance with the talents and means at our disposal, we are not and are not likely to become, for the present at any rate, socially prominent. That's what you have in mind, I think. I don't know those people; they don't know me. Consequently they do not ask me to their beautiful and costly entertainments. Some day, perhaps, if I am very successful as an architect, we may come more in contact with them, and they will have a chance to discover what a charming wife I have. But from the point of view of society, your neighbor Mrs. Williams is right. She evidently has a clear head on her shoulders and knows what she desires. You and I believe that we can get more happiness out of life by pursuing the even tenor of our way in the |
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