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CHAPTER II - Tea party in Tlacolula

thrill. The young hero! But there were dark rings round his eyes, like a debauch.
`Oh but!' he began, making a rather coy face. `Don't you want to hear what I did after! I went to the hotel of the chief toreador, and saw him lying on his bed all dressed up, smoking a fat cigar. Rather like a male Venus who is never undressed. So funny!'
`Who took you there?' she said.
`That Pole, you remember? - and a Spaniard who talked English. The toreador was great, lying on his bed in all his getup, except his shoes, and quite a crowd of men going over it all again - wawawawawa - you never heard such a row!'
`Aren't you wet?' said Kate.
`No, not at all. I'm perfectly dry. You see I had my coat. Only my head, of course. My poor hair was all streaked down my face like streaks of dye.' He wiped his thin hair across his head with rather self-conscious humour. `Hasn't Owen come in?' he asked.
`Yes, he's changing.'
'Well I'll go up. I suppose it's nearly supper time. Oh yes, it's after!' At which discovery he brightened as if he'd received a gift.
`Oh by the way, how did you get on? Rather mean of us to let you go all alone like that,' he said, as he hung poised in the open doorway.
`Not at all,' she said. `You wanted to stay. And I can look after myself, at my time of life.'
'We-ell!' he said, with an American drawl. `Maybe you can!' Then he gave a little laugh. 'But you should have seen all those men rehearsing in that bedroom, throwing their arms about, and the toreador lying on the bed like Venus with a fat cigar, listening to her lovers.'
`I'm glad I didn't,' said Kate.
Villiers disappeared with a wicked little laugh.
And as she sat her hands trembled with outrage and passion. A-moral! Howcould one be a-moral, or non-moral, when one's soul was revolted! How could one be like these Americans, picking over the garbage of sensations, and gobbling it up like carrion birds! At the moment, both Owen and Villiers seemed to her like carrion birds, repulsive.

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