She thought about just asking him to take 116 her to his place and get it over with, but she reconsidered and decided to attempt to get to know him better. She struggled fiercely not to give way. He insisted on buying this girl for two hundred mex. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. “Time for my Patience,” she said. “It’s okay Lucy. She would take this one back with her. Get the pole out of your ass. She made up her mind in the train home that it should be a decisive crisis. “We have to be— modern. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul.
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