You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. The villain has enjoyed his security too long. ’ Gerald frowned in an effort of memory, and then laughed as he recalled one of the lies she had invented for his benefit. "There's my answer!" rejoined Wild, hurling the bludgeon at him, with such fatal effect, that striking him on the head it brought him instantly to the ground. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. "And equally easy to prove it," replied Jack, giving him the paper he had abstracted from Wild. I enjoyed depicting the dichotomy of the peace and safety of the suburbs while also showing its dark side in the form of high school villain Katy Pfister, who, by the way, never gets her comeuppance like some of the other characters do.
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