What right had a young woman to possess the scarring and intimate knowledge of that dreg of human society, the beachcomber? CHAPTER II Ah Cum lived at No. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. ‘Aha,’ grunted Gerald with satisfaction, squinting up at the two open shutters on the second floor. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. “Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided.
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