“I am not dependent upon any one. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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