He didn’t go anywhere else.
He didn’t want to go anywhere else.
First, Gordon and Mrs. Perry left the pink drawing-room for the yellow sitting-room.
And then, they left the yellow sitting-room for the lavender boudoir.
It was in the lavender boudoir one evening, at the end of the two weeks, while they were smoking perfumed cigarettes, and sipping absinthe, Mrs. Perry made a strange and startling statement.
“Gordon,” said Mrs. Perry, “you must never come to see me again!”
“What do you mean?” said Gordon.
“I mean that you are a boy with a future,” said Mrs. Perry, “and I am a woman with a past.”
“Oh, don’t talk like that!” said Gordon.
“But I must talk like that!” said Mrs. Perry, “you have a life before you, I have a life behind me. We are not equally matched.”