“Yes,” she said, very faintly. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. ” He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day.
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