Business of Life

"A lady to see you, sir," said Farris.Desboro, lying on the sofa, glanced up over his book."A lady?""Yes, sir.""Well, who is she, Farris?""She refused her name, Mr. James."Desboro swung his legs to the carpet and sat up."What kind of lady is she?" he asked; "a perfect one, or the real thing?""I don''t know, sir. It''s hard to tell these days; one dresses like t''other."Desboro laid aside his book ...