Not daring, however, to listen to it,
he ran on. She longed to allow him to kiss her
again, to touch her again. Why should he
stare at her in this fashion?—for all the world as if she had pointed a pistol at his
head?
CHAPTER III
He had said it, spoken it like that … his own name! After all these weeks of
trying to obliterate even the memory of it!… to have given it to this girl without
her asking!
The thought of peril cleared a space in the alcoholic fog. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. “Homely?”
“Well, yeah, that’s what he said. ”
Her elation teetered in mid-air for a second, then
began to flutter down around her like a badly-built house
of cards. They reached Wimbledon, and Ramage whipped out to hand Miss Stanley to
the platform as though she had been a duchess, and she descended as though
such attentions from middle-aged, but still gallant, merchants were a matter of
course.
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