His shirt also was unbuttoned, and disclosed a neck like that of an
ox, and a chest which might have served as a model for a Hercules. ‘What in God’s
name do you think you’re playing at?’
‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. ”
“It is a conspiracy,” she exclaimed. "It's very well you haven't crushed the poor
little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. ’
She simpered, and withdrew one hand so that she might smack his fingers
playfully. Her pat answer to all inquiries was,
“I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from
staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her
bare knees. Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. Wood, in
his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. He grunted, and his
grip gave. His initial nervousness had already abated, and it took
some valour to allow himself to become embroiled in Melusine’s crazy schemes. ”
“You would marry a divorcée?” she asked.
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