” “There IS something sound in that position,” said Capes, intervening as if to defend Miss Garvice against a possible attack from Ann Veronica. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. B. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. ” The corners of her mouth rose in a weak smile and she gave him a wink. By a sort of instinct. “All right?” he asked. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. He was content to talk about himself, though in the back of his clever mind he already suspected that she was not offering any details about her life. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten.
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