CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. “What year was 221 that, about 1350?” He asked in wonderment. “See you at school tomorrow. “I want to ask you a question,” he said. What a God-forsaken fool he was! And dimly, out there somewhere in the South Seas—the beach! Already he sensed the fascination of the inevitable; and with this fascination came the idea of haste, to get there quickly and have done. “Why did I ever take that loan? An idiot girl in an asylum would have known better than that! “Vulgarity of soul and innocence of mind—the worst of all conceivable combinations. ’ An expression of livid fury contorted the young man’s face and he thrust the coins back at the major. “Get out of the car. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. Surely it was a dream.
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