’ Gerald remained infuriatingly calm. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. Lucy trudged upstairs behind 258 him and he put his hand on her shoulder and said, “I’m sorry about this evening. Hobson was not 147 amused by the situation, which handled wrongly, could lose him his job. “I’ll go,” he said, “but I warn you that I shall find you out. He thought for a moment, and went on: “Love is something that has to be taken care of.
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