The Happy Foreigner by Enid Bagnold
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"How do you live then, mademoiselle? You have means of your own? You do
not buy your clothes yourself? Your Government gives you those, and that fine leather coat?" "I bought it myself," said Fanny, and caused a sensation. Immediately they put out their delicate hands, and fingers that loved to appraise, to feel the leather on the lapel. "How soft! We have no leather now like that in France! How much did that cost? No, let me guess! You never paid a sou less than--Well, how much?" The Bearskin, who had sat beside her all the morning, and had now turned her into an object of interest, took a pride in Fanny. "The English upbringing is very interesting," he said, pushing back his cap and letting out the flame of his hair. "The young ladies become very serious. I have been in England. I have been in Balham." But though, owing to the leather coat, the others seemed to consider that they had an heiress amongst them, they would not let the big Bearskin be her _impresario_ or their instructor. "Divorce is very easy in England," said the thin man solemnly, and turned his shoulder slightly on the Bearskin, as though he blamed him for his stay in Balham. When the lunch was over and the last fragment of _pate_ drawn off the last knife upon the crust of bread that remained, Fanny's restless hopes turned towards packing up; but she counted without the white wine and |
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