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Not a word passed between them. "What the devil are you about! Will you allow
yourself to be beaten by a couple of kids?"
"Not if I can help it," returned Abraham, making a desperate effort to regain his
feet. . A buxom piece, who looked,
Gerald decided, as if she would be more at home in an amorous engagement in a
hayloft than sitting demurely in a ballroom. He
would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish
and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part
she did not care to refuse. They were so
nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. And the woollen-draper departed. "Restore it," he cried, in an authoritative voice. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take
offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation.
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