Again silence. ‘Gammon. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. If ever she felt fatigue in these long tramps which had already taken her half over London, she never admitted it. “Maybe I should have stayed home. They knew they were all Bogey in disguise. It wailed at Lucy, chubby arms reaching towards her, pleading. She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. Instead, they appeared to be at the hygienic level of tramps’ lodging-houses. “Why don’t you?” “Well, it might mean rather a row.
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