” John’s father, Thomas, strode into the front hall at that moment in his golf clothes. ” “I thought I explained—” “I don’t think you can have heard me,” said her father; “I have told you to come home. He hadn't gambled or played the horses or hit the booze back there in little old New York…. At second hand it would be unendurable. Don't feel fussed upon my account. ” She commanded him in a low tone. The little spot of rouge was vivid enough now by reason of this new pallor, which seemed to draw the colour even from her lips.
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