"Get ready your heaviest irons, Austin. ’
‘And why are you not married,’ she demanded suddenly, ‘if it is that you have
land?’
Gerald grimaced. Set
yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my
friend again. In
some instances she tantalizes the victim for years and mocks him in the end. It was as if Grace-church
Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were
stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. "Get ready the
irons, Caliban. Save my seat. I am
rehearsing now for a new play at the ‘Garrick’ and I have quite made up my
mind to try and make some sort of position for myself as an actress. “You, anyhow, don’t deserve
it,” he said. ”
“Do you mean,” Courtlaw asked, “that from now to the end of the six months
you do not wish to see us—any of us?”
Her eyes were a little dim again.
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