Alcohol— would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against the laws of gravitation, you might say. He walked across the Park and called upon his sister. ’ ‘Probably not. . I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. The wounded man had descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone.
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