" Thames turned away at the question, which he felt might be construed into a reproach. ” He was intrigued. They drove around town that night in his Buick convertible. “Of course. She battled with a deadly faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. I expect company. I am an independent sort of person,” she continued, “and I am engaged in an attempt to earn my own living.
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