Chapter 44

She lowered her lashes, and a slow colour crept under her rouge. Fin guessed that though she was a pretty woman she had not had much admiration from the men, and it was balm to her soul. “Where can we go?” he said, standing up. She said: “Let’s stay here.” And sat down. Fin never reminded a woman of her inconsistency. He sat down too. He felt a little sorry for her, her tactics were so poor. That’s not the way to get a fellow going, sister, he wanted to tell her; but he knew it only made matters worse to try to be …