Nowhere, outside of the pages of the late John Oliver Hobbes, do ladies--and gentlemen--speak so continuously and with such conscious brilliance.
h, attractive young man should suddenly appear upon the scene and show an interest in the angelic Christine." (By this time Riatt had turned again to her, and she looked straight into his eyes as she ran through her list of adjectives.) "Don't you think it would be my duty to distract his attention--to go almost any length to distract his attention?"
"However personally disagreeable to you the process might be?"
"Probably if he were as I described him, the process would not be so disagreeable."
He smiled. There was no denying he found her amusing.
In the meantime, the couple across the table had reached a somewhat similar point.
Hickson had said as they sat down:
"Well, and what do you think of this new fellow?"
Christine's natural irritation appeared in her answer.
"I have hardly had an opportunity of judging," she answered, "but, watching your sister's attentions to him, I would say he must be extremely attractive."
Hickson looked a little dashe
What starts out as a cynical and brittlely humorous look at New York society and its arch and mercenary women segues into maudlin, unlikely romance. Trapped into an engagement with a woman he barely knows, a wealthy young man struggles to extricate himself.
This book is about Riatt and Christine and how they get together. A so so read.