Sebastian traveled at seventy, eighty,
then one-hundred down the freeway. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing
wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’
He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. Why should he
stare at her in this fashion?—for all the world as if she had pointed a pistol at his
head?
CHAPTER III
He had said it, spoken it like that … his own name! After all these weeks of
trying to obliterate even the memory of it!… to have given it to this girl without
her asking!
The thought of peril cleared a space in the alcoholic fog. "I have not told you half. ‘If he needed sanctuary, it raises grave doubts about his activities. Madame Valade was looking heartily bored, he noted, as his searching eyes
found out the couple. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster,
her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes
bright with the drollery of the song.
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