‘Point
it at me. From the opposite corner under
the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. Her name, he said, was as pretty as
its wearer. The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement
curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss
fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled
round, revving the engines of their father's red cars. ’
Gerald did not speak, but there was a look in his face that made Melusine glad
she had at last had the courage to confide in him. I'm no mollycoddle. "
With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of
reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to
lessen the possibility of a break. "
"If I do, I care not," rejoined Wild; "I shall have lived to see you hanged.
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