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For all his rage, Teutonic caution warned him not to lay hands on
the girl. But his anger against her almost strangled him. Indeed,
when she came down stairs, dragging her heavy suitcase, he took a
step or two toward her, with his fists clenched. She stopped,
terrified.
"You old bully!" she said, between white lips. "You touch me, and
I'll scream till I bring in every neighbor in the block. There's a
good lamp-post outside that's just waiting for your sort of German."
He had refused to pay her for the last week, also. But that she
knew well enough was because he was out of money. As fast as Anna's
salary had come in, he had taken out of it the small allowance that
was to cover the week's expenses, and had banked the remainder. But
Anna had carried her last pay envelope away with her, and added to
his anger at her going was his fear that he would have to draw on
his savings.
With Katie gone, he set heavily about preparing his Sunday dinner.
Long years of service done for him, however, had made him clumsy.


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