“Have you got to keep her now?”
“To the best of my ability,” said Mr. ”
There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. ” He
made quite a long pause, and went on, with a sigh: “You have a voting paper
given you—”
They emerged into the publicity of the lawn. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the
drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her
with horror. The faithful fellow will never leave me. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big
wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it,
aimed at Sheila. Marry, come up! I'm not so easily
deluded. Only the strong survived.
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