I’m a man, and
I know what I mean. She watched for five
minutes until he completely disappeared over Pine Crest,
past the yellow fire hydrant and the dented stop sign. She turned to Lucilla, a
plea in her face. ‘Would it so? What sort of a girl is she, then?’
‘She’s a consummate devil,’ Gerald declared roundly. A species of vertigo seized him. But Ruth was his woman, and he had sworn to God to defend
her. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for
me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and
sloop. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place. ‘You do not like it?’
‘That is hardly the point. “Now I should like to know,” she said, looking at him with a quiet smile, “what
you are doing here? It is not a particularly inspiring neighbourhood for walking
about by yourself. The houses were older, the
shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the
crowd, the street-like air was the same.
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