133 “TRY ME!” He yelled, his voice booming into the cacophony beyond the walls. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. Presently he heard her voice. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. You’ve got to adjust yourself to the people God has set about you. I must have been very wound up. " "Have you told her?" "Told her? Told her what?" Spurlock sat straight in his chair. “Yeah.
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