The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly
to a fine end. She removed the belt and drew
down his zipper. “You heard no pistol-shot?”
“None. Indeed, it was his boast that he could find his way
through any part of London blindfolded; and by this time, it would seem, he had
nearly arrived at his destination; for, grasping his companion's arm, he led him
along a narrow entry which did not appear to have an outlet, and came to a halt. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and
long white hands of which he made a display. These dinners,
from their lavish display of ambiguous hors d’oeuvre to their skimpy ices in
dishes of frilled paper, with their Chianti flasks and Parmesan dishes and their
polyglot waiters and polyglot clientele, were very funny and bright; and she
really liked Ramage, and valued his help and advice.
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