1. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. This man was apparently not sure whether he was Meysey Hill or not. The stranger looked at him as if strongly disposed to chastise his impertinence. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. It ought not to be much. "For the sake of the girl. Every one else does. Once he had managed to stake his claim, she would have all to do to prove her identity and win it back. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. He embraced her like her father once had.
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