Guy Wetmore Carryl

Guy Wetmore Carryl

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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl The Transgression of Andrew Vane… (1904)

Jeremy Carnby infrequently accompanied his wife to a reception or a musicale, somewhat as Chinese idols and emperors are occasionally produced in public — as an assurance of good faith, that is, and in proof of actual existence. As it is not good form to flaunt one’s marriage certificate in the faces of society, an undeniable, flesh-and-blood husband is, perhaps, the next best thing — when exhibited, of course, with that golden mean of frequency which lies between a hint of henpeck on the one side and a suggestion of neglect upon the other.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl The Transgression of Andrew Vane… (1904)

Carnby was distinctly plain, a fact which five minutes of her company effectually deprived of all significance: her power of attraction being as forceful as that of a magnet, and similar to a magnet’s in its absence of outward evidence. She was a woman of temperate but kaleidoscopic enthusiasms, who had retained enough of the atmosphere of each to render her interesting to a variety of persons.
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Portrait of Guy Wetmore Carryl Guy Wetmore Carryl The Transgression of Andrew Vane… (1904)

If he does all the talking, he’s an ass; and if I do it all, he’s a fool.”
“You’re a difficult critic, my dear,” said Jeremy. “You must remember he is only twenty or so.”
“To be twenty or so in appearance is a man’s misfortune,” replied Mrs. Carnby. “To be twenty or so in behaviour is his fault. I’ll write to him to-night, and ask him to breakfast on Sunday, tout à fait en famille, and we’ll try him on a — you don’t mind my calling you a dog, Jeremy?”
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