Well so far today I've only deleted stuff. This is very positive for me as this bloated THING needs to lose some weight, but white space doesn't show up so well on a pico comment and yesterday's work was a bit plotty, so...here's one of the scenes near the end of the partial. Eva has managed through the most defiant plot-hole-fixing in history to land a place at an exclusive finishing school, but her friend Sybil notes that there are gaps in her education:
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"Mind you, we all know why Mr Duncan isn't married."
Eva contemplated the image of the round-faced Mr Duncan with some puzzlement.
"Well he is no Adonis, but I don't see why not. Plainer men than he have married perfectly happily."
"He's not the marrying kind, Eva."
"Not the...?"
"Oh for goodness sake," Sybil hissed, "he's an invert."
Eva shook her head, still nonplussed. "You mean he likes standing on his head?"
"Eva, Eva, Eva," Sybil said, putting an arm around her shoulders, "we need to talk."
She ushered Eva into an alcove for a moment.
Five minutes later, as they came out, Eva said, "All right, I think I understand. So an invert is a man falling in love with a man, or a woman with a woman -"
"Keep your voice down! Yes. That's it. Though it's very rare for women. Usually it's men - and please don't say it aloud about Mr Duncan, or he could go to prison. Eva, what were you told about life? We all find out somehow. My mother wasn't much use, I grant you. But I had a wonderful nanny. Told me and Bo everything."
"Bo?"
"George. My brother. Though I've never called him that and he never calls me Sybil. To him I'm Pinkie."
"I see." Eva said. [...]
"Oh, and Sybil?"
"Yes, Evie, what now?"
"You said that women knew nothing when they got married. But the men. How do they learn what to do?"
"Oh Eva, you really are like a child. Ladies of the night, of course. How else?"
Oh for goodness sake," Sybil hissed, "he's an invert." Eva shook her head, still nonplussed. "You mean he likes standing on his head?"
*dies laughing* We say "warm" in Hungarian, for some reason I never figured out.
Sorry for the late comment. Since LJ's wonderful "developments" the site is practically not usable on my laptop that has an older browser. I had to wait until I was on my main PC again.
I don't know what's going on with LJ. There's spam comments on my blog for the first time. Luckily anon comments are screened but it's still a PITA. And the friends page...::shakes head::
I'm glad you laughed tho! Lots of words for "gay" at the time, though that one is owed to Mr Kraft Ebing and his thoughts...
We say "warm" in Hungarian, for some reason I never figured out. I've heard that usage elsewhere, too, but can't remember where. Western Europe, I think.
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on 2012-11-01 01:38 pm (UTC)Inverts
"Mind you, we all know why Mr Duncan isn't married."
Eva contemplated the image of the round-faced Mr Duncan with some puzzlement.
"Well he is no Adonis, but I don't see why not. Plainer men than he have married perfectly happily."
"He's not the marrying kind, Eva."
"Not the...?"
"Oh for goodness sake," Sybil hissed, "he's an invert."
Eva shook her head, still nonplussed. "You mean he likes standing on his head?"
"Eva, Eva, Eva," Sybil said, putting an arm around her shoulders, "we need to talk."
She ushered Eva into an alcove for a moment.
Five minutes later, as they came out, Eva said, "All right, I think I understand. So an invert is a man falling in love with a man, or a woman with a woman -"
"Keep your voice down! Yes. That's it. Though it's very rare for women. Usually it's men - and please don't say it aloud about Mr Duncan, or he could go to prison. Eva, what were you told about life? We all find out somehow. My mother wasn't much use, I grant you. But I had a wonderful nanny. Told me and Bo everything."
"Bo?"
"George. My brother. Though I've never called him that and he never calls me Sybil. To him I'm Pinkie."
"I see." Eva said. [...]
"Oh, and Sybil?"
"Yes, Evie, what now?"
"You said that women knew nothing when they got married. But the men. How do they learn what to do?"
"Oh Eva, you really are like a child. Ladies of the night, of course. How else?"
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on 2012-11-01 07:22 pm (UTC)My attention was captured immediately by this conversation. This finishing school may actually impart some information.
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on 2012-11-01 09:04 pm (UTC)Thanks :)
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on 2012-11-01 10:14 pm (UTC)Great scene - I love the misunderstanding and the way Sybil explains in such a roundabout way.
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on 2012-11-02 12:28 pm (UTC)Eva shook her head, still nonplussed. "You mean he likes standing on his head?"
*dies laughing* We say "warm" in Hungarian, for some reason I never figured out.
Sorry for the late comment. Since LJ's wonderful "developments" the site is practically not usable on my laptop that has an older browser. I had to wait until I was on my main PC again.
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on 2012-11-02 06:08 pm (UTC)I'm glad you laughed tho! Lots of words for "gay" at the time, though that one is owed to Mr Kraft Ebing and his thoughts...
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on 2012-11-02 10:53 pm (UTC)I've heard that usage elsewhere, too, but can't remember where. Western Europe, I think.
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on 2012-11-03 10:00 am (UTC)Did no one question those double standards? I suspect Eva will.
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on 2012-11-03 01:42 pm (UTC)That said, she's still a vast improvement on Lucia, whose attitudes in this matter, as you might have seen, leave rather a lot to be desired!