Part 4 At eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica’s bedroom door. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. “Damned Rascal!” he said. " "No, no! I have had wicked thoughts. . ‘I do not understand you. "And I want to thank you, too," supplemented Ruth. ” The conversation hung. " "Caught you napping, eh?" rejoined Ireton, with a laugh. They all left the room. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath. ‘Truth is, it’s Gerald who’s put me in the devil’s own temper, ma’am. I don’t have to take this shit. " The Wastrel advanced.
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