“You’ve got to take the decent reasonable way. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. He filled her glass with champagne. \"What's that?\" Lucy asked. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. Perhaps she would have to charge this man and appear in a police-court next day. “I am so very, very sorry. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. She felt his crotch through his jeans. I should have known at a glance if it was. It cuts. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a human being—not a timid female. She’ll have to wait for dinner,” he said, uncomfortably. Of you, I mean.
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