What had become of the absurd starchiness, which before had so maddened him, of the stiff pride, which had condescended to him as though Fraser &Co. were creatures far beneath the regard of a New England old maid? She asked him questions, she was as interested as could be in his father's plans for him.
"Where will you live in Paris?" asked Miss Herron.
"Oh, over in the Quarter, I hope. It'd be more fun there than in the other house."
"The other house?"
"Ours, you know.
Father likes to have his own place when he's over."
"Indeed?"
"We only lease it," Archie explained, ingenuously. "It's up near the Arch.
"
"Indeed! That should be extremely pleasant."
"I hate the idea of going," the boy blurted out. He looked straight ahead; a slow flush darkened his fair skin.
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