Eve!
Gillis swore under his breath. What did she want, coming here? He turned swiftly away from the window.
‘Get your clothes on quick and get out!’ he said. ‘My damned sister’s coming. Hurry up! Do you hear me? She’l be here in a minute or so!’
‘Who cares?’ the girl on the bed said sulkily. ‘You don’t have to answer the door, do you? Let her ring.’
Gillis went over to the bed, caught hold of her arm and pulled her to her feet.
‘Let go of me, you big stiff!’ the girl said angrily. ‘Who do you think…’ She broke off with a squeal as he slapped her buttocks viciously.
‘Do what I tel you,’ he said, giving her a push that sent her reeling across the room. ‘Get dressed and get out!’
The venomous look in his eyes frightened her, and she hurriedly snatched up her dress and struggled into it.
‘You dirty, rot en creep,’ she wailed. ‘Where do you think I can go at this time?’
‘I don’t give a damn, and keep your mouth shut or I’l take the skin off your hide,’ Gil is snarled. He grabbed up her stockings, underthings and hat and threw them at her. ‘Come on; outside! You can finish dressing in a taxi.’ He opened the door. ‘Here, take this, and get out.’ He pushed a dol ar bil into her hand, ran her into the passage. ‘On your way, and be quick about it.’