’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. When Mrs. Courtlaw opened his lips, but remained silent in the face of her imperative gesture. Earles said, with a resigned sigh, “but I shall rely upon you to stick to me so long as I do the right thing by you. " The Wastrel advanced. I didn’t! I didn’t! After all—” For a time her mind ran on daintiness and its defensive restraints as though it was the one desirable thing. He knocked on the doorframe. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s mouth dropped open. She did not bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status. Still unconscious of anything he did physically. The necessity of defending herself and assuming a confident and secure tone did much to dispell the sense of being exposed and indefensible in a huge dingy world that abounded in sinister possibilities.
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