You asked me just now for the truth– well, the truth about any girl is that once she’s talked about she’s done for; and the more she explains her case the worse it looks. (bk. 2, ch. 4)
From Edith Wharton’s The House of Mirth.
A book is not itself. A book is a copy. Be free!
You asked me just now for the truth– well, the truth about any girl is that once she’s talked about she’s done for; and the more she explains her case the worse it looks. (bk. 2, ch. 4)
From Edith Wharton’s The House of Mirth.