IMPUDENCE.
Peggy—Only to think of it, my dear, we were entirely alone, and he had the audacity to kiss me.
Lucy—I suppose you were furious; weren’t you?
Peggy—I should say so! I was furious every single time he did it.—Le Sourire.
Peggy—Only to think of it, my dear, we were entirely alone, and he had the audacity to kiss me.
Lucy—I suppose you were furious; weren’t you?
Peggy—I should say so! I was furious every single time he did it.—Le Sourire.