“And our dear Miss Kilman?” he asked. Clarissa thought the roses absolutely lovely; first bunched together; now of their own accord starting apart.
“Kilman arrives just as we’ve done lunch,” she said. “Elizabeth turns pink. They shut themselves up. I suppose they’re praying.”
Lord! He didn’t like it; but these things pass over if you let them.
“In a mackintosh with an umbrella,” said Clarissa.
He had not said “I love you”; but he held her hand. Happiness is this, is this, he thought.
“But why should I ask all the dull women in London to my parties?” said Clarissa. And if Mrs. Marsham gave a party, did SHE invite her guests?
“Poor Ellie Henderson,” said Richard — it was a very odd thing how much Clarissa minded about her parties, he thought.
Miss Kilman - The family name was Kielman- German- The family changed their name during the Great War. Richard comes into the house with a bunch of roses. He wants to say 'I love you'. But he can't, and makes excuses in his mind that roses don't need this pretense of emotion. He says 'our dear Miss Kilman', completely out of sympathy with Clarissa, who despises her. Clarissa is incensed that Mrs Marsham has asked her if Miss Henderson can come to the party later than evening. Richard says 'Poor Ellie Henderson', presenting Clarissa with even more confusion.
Miss Kilman - The family name was Kielman- German- The family changed their name during the Great War. Richard comes into the house with a bunch of roses. He wants to say 'I love you'. But he can't, and makes excuses in his mind that roses don't need this pretense of emotion. He says 'our dear Miss Kilman', completely out of sympathy with Clarissa, who despises her. Clarissa is incensed that Mrs Marsham has asked her if Miss Henderson can come to the party later than evening. Richard says 'Poor Ellie Henderson', presenting Clarissa with even more confusion.
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