He hated travelling second-class with her—indeed, he never did—but he also disliked travelling in the same train when his daughter was in an inferior class, because of the look of the thing. It was at breakfast on this day that he told Ruth he had sent to Batavia for some dresses. “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would recognize me. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. She was in a very uncritical state that afternoon. She could feel his penis pressing against her, half-erect under the starched black tuxedo pants.
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