'Just gone thirty-six,' Blenkiron replied.
I turned to Mary, who nodded. 'Younger than you, d**k,' she said wickedly as she got into her big Jaeger coat.
'I'm going to see you home,' I said.
'Not allowed. You've had quite enough of my society for one day. Andrew's on escort duty tonight.'
Blenkiron looked after her as the door closed.
'I reckon you've got the best girl in the world.'
'Ivery thinks the same,' I said grimly, for my detestation of the man who had made love to Mary fairly choked me.
'You can see why. Here's this degenerate coming out of his rotten class, all pampered and petted and satiated with the easy pleasures of life. He has seen nothing of women except the bad kind and the overfed specimens of his own country. I hate being impolite about females, but I've always c
