The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one
alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t
stand it?”
He regarded her as though this was a new idea. And the way
he and the other men looked at her!
The desire was plain on their faces, so many noblemen
reduced to their simplest elements! They looked at her
sideways, they looked at her backside, scanning her blue
eyes and even looking right into her face. ’
‘Like your father,’ Gerald put in deliberately. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she
would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the
standards of most of the girls she knew. “Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What
are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?”
She steeled herself, refusing to react. ”
Teddy made some confused noise, a thoracic street row; some remark was
assassinated by a rival in his throat and buried hastily under a cough. A quarter of an hour passed. If
she could not marry him, she would not marry any one. She's not for
pleasure, but for work. It was impossible to meet the motion bodily.
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