It was Ramage, the occupant of the big
house at the end of the Avenue. Saws,
hammers, planes, axes, augers, adzes, chisels, gimblets, and an endless variety of
tools were ranged, like a stand of martial weapons at an armoury, in racks
against the walls. The picture might easily apply to The Tigress:
outwardly disreputable, but richly and comfortably appointed below. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He
was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait
sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. Things got hot and heavy in the car the next night,
and he peeled off her skirt and top to reveal her
underwear. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the
recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association
continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that
which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than
her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous. 6.
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