Love in a Muddle
It was just like a theatrical scene.

It was just like a theatrical scene.

There was an awfully handsome middle-aged woman sitting at a table playing bridge with three elderly men, and someone inside the inner room was playing "Iolanthe."

There was an awfully handsome middle-aged woman sitting at a table playing bridge with three elderly men, and someone inside the inner room was playing "Iolanthe."

Everybody yelled, "Hello, Cromer!" and "Cheerio, Cromer!"

Everybody yelled, "Hello, Cromer!" and "Cheerio, Cromer!"

A girl suddenly appeared from behind a huge flowering Dorothy Perkins in a white tub, and two or three officers and another girl in a bunchy mauve and silver gown fluttered up from a low pink divan.

A girl suddenly appeared from behind a huge flowering Dorothy Perkins in a white tub, and two or three officers and another girl in a bunchy mauve and silver gown fluttered up from a low pink divan.

They stared at me, in my old mack, with well-bred curiosity, and I thought I looked like someone from the pit wandered on to a musical comedy scene.

They stared at me, in my old mack, with well-bred curiosity, and I thought I looked like someone from the pit wandered on to a musical comedy scene.

The music stopped, and a girl suddenly appeared at the french-windows.

The music stopped, and a girl suddenly appeared at the french-windows.

She was perfectly wonderful.

She was perfectly wonderful.

She was awfully fair and tall and slender, and she had blue eyes the exact colour of her georgette gown.

She was awfully fair and tall and slender, and she had blue eyes the exact colour of her georgette gown.

You could have cried over her, she was so lovely; and she had the sort of mouth that made you feel you simply couldn't go away until you had seen it smile.

You could have cried over her, she was so lovely; and she had the sort of mouth that made you feel you simply 
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