Instead, he sat in the parlor of his family's Fifth Avenue mansion, growing older by the minute just like everybody else.
There was plenty of life left and if he had to he would use it all to get her back. The time had passed for making promises to her-all that was left for him was to act.
Henry was thinking of the younger Holland sister of the way she could go from being an impetuous girl to a knowing woman in a few seconds and never lose the stars in her eyes.
Her heart the damned thing had begun to race and she only hoped that the rapid inflation and deflation of her chest wasn't visible beneath her fitted bodice.
They were a society whose chief vocations were to entertain and be entertained.
It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.
In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.
Oh yes, well, I find myself unconventional everywhere.
But in that moment she realized how false most smiles were and what a tremendous waste of time.
Things only looked wrong when there was someone to see you.
There was no pleasure like being envied on a mass scale.
I can't imagine what my life was before. I can't imagine ever being without you for very long again.
THE LUXE IS . . . Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn. Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions. White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups. This is Manhattan in 1899.
Henry closed his eyes and imagined the sweet petulant woundedness with which she had stared at him on the beach. He felt a little proud that she could love him.
It seemed to her as though everything that was good and true had been blasted out of the world. All those things had been crushed destroyed made to disappear.
They will stop calling brides beautiful after today—you have simply set the standard too high,' he said.
She had had no idea what it would do to her seeing him in a suit.
Ah well that I can't tell you." Diana ducked her head so that the brim of her bonnet covered her face. "Some things must remain a mystery and for now I think I'll keep my opinion of you and your compliments to myself.
She was a vision in a white gown her dark hair forming a hazy halo around her rosy heart-shaped face. Her long lashes fluttered to touch her cheeks and then her eyes opened fully in his direction. Her small round mouth flexed in an immediate and knowing smile. That's the girl I'm going to marry Henry thought.
She felt so much aware of her own beauty it seemed inconceivable that everybody else wouldn't notice the difference too.
The value of secrets is ever fluctuating although ladies who have been in society for a long time learn that a secret kept can be worth more than a secret told.
The living are made of nothing but flaws. The dead, with each passing day in the afterlife, become more and more impeccable to those who remain earthbound.
She was trying to sound tough and impatient, but she knew that vulnerable desire to be wooed was still brimming in her tone.
Henry turned his hat in his hands but went on looking at Diana in a way that made her want to crawl into his arms and stay there forever.
They were all dressed in their finest as though life really were some magical stage play in which every moment ought to be illuminated with its own bright spotlight.
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