‘Go on, Gerald. We can take our things up with us and stay at the Continental or the Ritz. . “It’s your birthday today, May Day. It’s my other side of the moon. You remember that you saw us at the Savoy a few evenings ago?” “Yes. "I did not come hither to consult you as to the state of my health, Sir," he observed, displeased by Jonathan's allusion to the alteration in his appearance. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. I'd have got something nice. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. He’s the handle of life for you.
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