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“I know. ’
Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it
fastened. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing
wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’
He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. Chapter VI
A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION
The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly
through his gold eye-glasses. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her
mirth. ’
‘Truly?’ Melusine said excitedly. Ramage, by a hundred skilful hints had led her to
realize that the problem of her own life was inseparably associated with, and
indeed only one special case of, the problems of any woman’s life, and that the
problem of a woman’s life is love. Am I so forgettable?”
He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him
past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of
gray blue. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face,
and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a
sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not
recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind,
the word “meretricious.
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