human
I should like to see that Mrs. Germaine. I wonder if she ever comes into the Park----
gpt
Not she! At any rate not on Sunday. Why she'd be mobbed!
human
You don't say so! Do people run after her as much as that?
gpt
There's been nothing like it since Mrs. Jersey. I used to see people get up on chairs to see Mrs. Jersey go by. Not that I ever thought much of her figure--great, ugly, square shoulders. She started those square shoulders, and they've never really died out.
human
Mrs. Germaine's quite another sort of beauty, the pocket Venus style, isn't she? I suppose you've had a lot to do with making her the rage,
gpt
I don't know about that--her kind of figure dresses itself. She's the sort that gets there anyhow. She's got that 'jennysayquoy' air, as the French put it, that makes folk turn round and stare. She gets her looks from her mother; I remember the mother--her name was Arabin--when I was with Cerise. They weren't London people--they was military. Mrs. Arabin had such pretty coaxing ways, same as the daughter has. Cerise used to let her have the things ever so much cheaper than she charged her other customers, but it paid her too.