The Ragged Edge. Near by stood Ah Cum and the young unknown, the former protesting
gently, the latter insistent upon his demands. Outside stood a
stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased
mass of spiky bottle-black hair. She
came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. “Eight, Cavendish Square. “Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. He munched his popcorn steadily,
periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that
would be too bold, a saliva exchange. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he
had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. I am
rehearsing now for a new play at the ‘Garrick’ and I have quite made up my
mind to try and make some sort of position for myself as an actress. Charvill did nothing to ease their path and it was left to the man to open
negotiations, which he did by producing a set of folded papers, slowly
approaching the general, and holding them out at arms’ length. ’
Saling coughed.
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