Part 4
But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed
her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with
its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped
furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and
had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. Luckily, Mrs. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she
could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. White. Husbands and wives, young lovers, and
mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring
the fine cool weather. He came over to me. You are a girl with very little. Some of these persons were
examining the spot where the spike had been cut off; others the spike itself, now
considered a remarkable object; and all were marvelling how Jack could have
possibly squeezed himself through such a narrow aperture, until it was explained
to them by Mr. ”
She gave him a Marboro which he lit with a Zippo
with an American flag on it. Now
I’d like the rest of your story.
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