“He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time. “Cheveney!” she repeated. ” “Relaxation, perhaps. . ’ ‘Addlepated imbecile, Hilary,’ corrected Gerald calmly. Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. . The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. Hilary made a movement as if he would seize the opportunity to disarm the girl, but Gerald stopped him. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. As for Mike’s observations on John’s desires to get laid, it was the pot calling the kettle black.
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