“And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?”
“Deserters,” she answered, laughing. His hands reached under her
skirt. "Are
you a poltroon, after all?"
"That's it! I ought to have died that night!"
"Or is there a taint of insanity in your family history? Alone and practically
penniless like yourself! You weren't even stirred by gratitude. Some man!
And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, giving her a
last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the other, shaken at her to
emphasize his point. She was shaking violently when she entered the side
door of the house. . But he reckoned without his host. "When a man reaches the lowest scale through drink,
we call him a beachcomber. “I’ve got
nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. “I would have given up anything to
see you your old self again—as you are this evening.
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