“Let us escape,” she said. “It was inevitable,” he declared. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. ” “Wait? For what?” She replied. ] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. “I do,” he answered. She found an old drunk wandering the streets. “I wanted to go to an art-student ball of which he disapproved. ” She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut out the rhythm from her mind.
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