“He gave me the darndest thrashing—the first—he ever gave me in his life. I never suspected he had it in him!”
“What?”
“He did. I wish he’d given it to me a dozen years ago. I had it coming.”
Madelaine sat astonished. This from Gordon!
“Yes, he did—and I had it coming, I say. Not only that, he stopped my allowance; I haven’t had a cent from him for weeks—months! Four of them!”
“Where—what—how are you supporting yourself?”
“I went to work, Madge. I’ve been working since the last of February.”
“Gordon Ruggles!”
“I don’t want any credit. And don’t compliment me. I don’t deserve it.”
“What sort of work are you doing?”