She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see, because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life, and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. And in the Avenue she had an encounter with Ramage. ’ ‘As far as I know it, ma’am. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. Yet you can look Cheveney in the face and declare that you do not know him. net Title: The Ragged Edge Author: Harold MacGrath Release Date: April 13, 2005 [EBook #15614] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE RAGGED EDGE *** Produced by Charles Aldarondo, Clare Elliott and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. ‘I know just what he was doing. "I have something further to tell you," pursued Winifred. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket.
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