’ To his intense satisfaction, mademoiselle burst into laughter. The next morning she went out with her post-office savings bank-book, and telegraphed for a warrant to draw out all the money she had in the world. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly.
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