In Another Girl's Shoes (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XVII THE CONFRONTATION IF that room at the Ritz could have had one wall knocked out and the rest of it removed bodily on to the stage of a London theatre, it would have looked exactly like "the much-discussed bedroom scene" in some Pinero-ic play, which a London girl would be doubtful about taking her mamma to see. There he stood--the dark young hero, tall and gracefully built, in his khaki and his riding-breeches, and the brown boots lacing up the front almost to the knee. And there was the young heroine (myself) confronting him, with her light-brown hair as beautifully dressed as that of Miss Billy Burke or Miss Gladys Cooper, newly emerged from their dressing-rooms and with the exquisite pink Paris frock that seemed--as Lady Meredith has said--to be for a "special" occasion. Poor dear, little had she dreamed what this "special occasion " was to be All around me the room was strewn with my newly-bought possessions--undies, hats, boots, and shoes. It looked for all the world as if the young husband had just returned unexpectedly from the Front, and had surprised the young wife in the very act of packing up to elope. If the scene had been photographed for an illustration in The Playgoer, the legend underneath might hav run, "Mr. So-and-So (as Captain Meredith)--' God Were you going to leave me? You? '" But what Captain George Meredith actually did saj hastily and in quite an ordinary and pleasantly sof voice, was something perfectly undramatic and matter DEGREES of-fact. "Oh I am so sorry--I beg your pardon. I madj a mistake." He whisked round to the door again. Another second and he would have been in the corril dor. I could imagine his scolding Lady Meredith out side, "Mother, how careless of you " I took a swift step after him....