] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. Old saltwater was right. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. I was the black sheep, I was hurried out of the way. “You need a reason. ” “Then she has never been my wife. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. While you live in my house you must follow my ideas. In the sixth center row sat an unexpected guest, his Classical Greek features stark in the yellow half light. Immediately behind this individual, came a pale, poverty-stricken woman, whose forlorn aspect contrasted strongly with his plump and comfortable physiognomy. Is all your house on the same scale of magnificence as this, Annabel?” she asked, looking round.
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