\"I'll have to ask Cathy, you know my foster mother? I
have not been asked on a date before. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. She controlled herself, and answered meekly, “No. He was more like a man who had left his bed in the middle of
convalescence. “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. During the wet monsoon the west beach was
always littered. ]
THE RAGGED EDGE
BY HAROLD MACGRATH
AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. So appalling was the sight, that
even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked
aghast at it.
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