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“Is that okay with you? To go down to the station
with him?”
“I’ll go with him, Larry. Mr. Shortly Ruth and Spurlock took the way home. From under his pillow he
dragged forth the key to the trunk. But a man
is a mixed creature. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting
posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he
awoke. The inner apartment was rather gracefully furnished with a thick, fine Turkish
carpet, a good brass fender, a fine old bureau, and on the walls were engravings
of two young girls’ heads by Greuze, and of some modern picture of boys
bathing in a sunlit pool. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "a letter, beginning
'dearest Aliva,'—that's your mother's name, Thames. ’
Mrs Ibstock’s lips tightened and she looked away a moment. "But if my career were truly exhibited, it must be as
one long struggle against destiny in the shape of—"
"Jonathan Wild," interposed Gay. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or
timorously or sentimentally. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew
pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in
welcome. “Who took care of you after she died?”
“My father.
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