But it was only six-thirty. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came
back to his cheeks. Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his
eyes. “You see, daddy, I don’t think it IS preposterous. ”
“Shirts?”
“Shirts at one—and—something a dozen. She was so
interested, and this was such a relief from the trudging anxiety of her search for
work, that she went on for a whole week as if she was still living at home. She was writhing
to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s
damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her
right. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that
she must not disturb him in this man-agony. That any
human being could conceive and execute such a thing! A Roundhead, here in
these prosaic times!—and mad as a hatter! Trying the rôle of St. A
familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her
belly. "
Something reached down into his heart and twisted it.
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