“I should say,” answered the actress with a carefully judicial air, “that you’d better start in by learning to give up.”
“Give up what?”
“Everything that makes life worth living.”
“Is it a joke?” asked Darcy, dubiously. “Far from it. Food, for instance. You eat too much.”
“Often I don’t get any luncheon at all.”
“And too irregularly,” pursued the accuser. “You drink too much.”
“Gloria! One cocktail before dinner,” was the indignant response.
“And too regularly,” went on the relentless judge. “One is one too many for a girl with your complexion.”
“Go on,” said Darcy with sullen resignation. “You sleep too much.”
“Eight hours isn’t—”