. ‘For God’s sake, let go my hand,’ he begged. He pictured himself visiting the girl in this shabby little home of her aunt’s—she had told him that it was shabby—and he recalled that delicious little smile with which she would surely greet him, a smile which seemed to be a matter of the eyes as well as the lips. And then, there would be the question of money. Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. He will be here in a moment or so, and you will then learn his determination. That’s my advice. What he needed most in this hour was a bottle of American rye-whisky and a friendly American bar-keep to talk to. ‘Comment? What do you say?’ Gerald looked down into her face, and found himself touched by the uncertainty he saw there. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. . I didn’t go out of my way or anything.
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