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This morning she capped the climax by giving me a check for a hundred dollars to buy a gold mesh bag." "A what!" cried Quin, aghast. "A mesh bag. But I am not going to get it. I sent the check to Rose. It has nearly killed me not to have a penny to send them all summer, and this came just in time. Have you heard about Myrna?" "Being asked to spend the winter at Mrs. Ranny's? I should say I have!
Virile in its adolescence, it had kept its youth in its maturity. Ranny's face expressed him. It was fine and clean; it had not one mean or faltering line in it. And his figure had not, after all, deteriorated. Flabbiness was as far from him as it had been in his youth. With infinite precautions, Ranny opened a drawer where he found a small japanned tin box, very new.
He knew at what point she would yield, he knew what temptations would be irresistible. He got round her with the Alpine Ride; the Joy Wheel fairly undermined her moral being; and on the Crazy Bridge Ranny's delirious devil seized her and carried her away, reckless, into the Dragon's Gorge.
It was thus that for years he had dealt with his brother-in-laws' inebriety. Ranny's case, to be sure, was not quite so simple; still, on the essential point Mr. Randall had made up his mind that, in the discussion that must follow, the idea of adultery should not once appear.
"I know what Mr. Bangs has had to stand from him." "Yes; but Mr. Ranny's never mean. He is one of the kindest, nicest gentlemen I ever met up with. But he can't stand being nagged at all the time, and he feels that he don't count for anything. He says Mr. Bangs considers him a figurehead, and that he'd rather be selling shoestrings for himself than be in partnership with him."
For as Miss Usher looked at Winny she drew herself up and her red mouth stiffened. Ranny's tension relaxed when Winny flung herself from side to side again and over, and lighted on her feet in the little curtseying posture, perfunctory and pathetic. He clapped his hands. "'Jove! That's good!" He was smiling tenderly. He turned to Miss Usher, eager and delighted. "Well what'd you think of it?"
And Ranny said he thought he could afford it in two years. Meanwhile the house wouldn't run away. It would wait two years. And as if it had been waiting for him, motionless, from all eternity, the house, with its allurements and solicitations, caught him before six o'clock on the evening of that very day. Ranny's mother, as if she had known what the house was after, played into its hands.
And how his father, limited as he was in his resources and destitute, you would have thought, of all opportunity for wild expenditure, how he could have contrived to owe the amount he did owe passed Ranny's understanding. Into that pit of insolvency there went all that was fetched by the sale of the stock and the goodwill of the business and all that Mrs.
But Phipps himself kept getting in the way: Phipps the slacker, as he had known him in the army; Phipps the condescending lord of creation, who had refused to take his hand at Mr. Ranny's; and oftenest of all Phipps the philanderer, who had insulted Rose Mattel, and been responsible for the dismissal of more than one nurse from the hospital.
This unqualified backing that he got from Violet's parents went far to sustain Ransome in the conflict with his own. He could, indeed, have embraced Mr. and Mrs. Usher when, in consequence of one Sunday afternoon's communion with these excellent people, his mother declared herself more reconciled than she had been to the idea of Ranny's marrying. Between Ranny's mother and Mrs.
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