“You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. ” “But I love you. “You’re not interested in politics?” he asked, almost with a note of protest. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. Before she put on her sun-helmet, she paused before the mirror. “Once or twice. “It’s a matter of feeling with me. I want to give you time to think.
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