And I’m off to America, and if my steamer
goes to the bottom of the Atlantic I’ll thank the Lord for it. Kneebone,"
returned Shotbolt. I know very well Gerald has been fishing for
information about that girl, and I am determined to find out what he knows. But I've stacks of books and a grand
piano-player. And it’s like the petals falling from a flower. \"
\"Okay. He would
discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some
unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing
clearness. If he adhered to this
policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by
night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of
recollection. It numbered nine, and four of these were women
students. To
write under a pseudonym!—to be forced to disown his children! He could not
write under his own name, enjoy the fruits of fame should these tales prove
successful. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft
blackness.
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