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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"


There was an insistent clamor that she stay, and Tommy Hale even
got down on his knees and made a quite impassioned appeal. But
Delight's chin was very high, although she smiled.
"You are all very nice," she said. "But I'm sure I'd bore you in
a minute, and I'm certain you'd bore me. Besides, I think you're
quite likely to be raided."
Which met with great applause.
But there was nothing of Delight of the high head when she got out
of her car and crept up the rectory steps. How could she even have
cared? How could she? That was his life, those were the people he
chose to play with. She had a sense of loss, rather than injury.
The rector, tapping at her door a little later, received the answer
to his note through a very narrow crack, and went away feeling that
the way of the wicked is indeed hard.
Clayton had been watching with growing concern Graham's intimacy
with the gay crowd that revolved around Marion Hayden. It was more
thoughtless than vicious; more pleasure-seeking than wicked; but
its influence was bad, and he knew it.


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