] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. ‘You must think me a fool, mademoiselle. Winifred, you are deceived in me. But—It’s just this: who was to be hurt?” “I wish no one had to be hurt,” said Ann Veronica. "I will set about it instantly. 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. “Think of the mockery!” she said. They heard voices inside but stood for a full thirty seconds looking at each other. In his condition the boy apparently had been as safe as in the lock-up. Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s. . I hated the stuff.
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