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THE BREATH OF SCANDAL
jorie cried out again, Rinderfeld appeared and, as she sank, she held her arms to him and—Gregg awoke.
It was one of those dreams so real that Gregg, after awaking, sat up, not sure that it had not happened; of course, he quickly realized; but the terror of it did not leave him. Was it—in its essential—to be true that Marjorie, sinking in the morass, could appeal as vainly to him as to Billy and that, before she went under, she must turn to Rinderfeld? It kept him awake quite a while; and, in the morning, added intensity to the business he had assigned to himself and which took him, a little before noon, to the hall of the building on Monroe Street where were the offices with which Sybil Russell was connected.
