‘I find you excessively rude. I have seen you with Anna, and I have not known whether to be glad or sorry. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. ‘Lord,’ Gerald uttered, his inexplicable annoyance evaporating. ” He threw open the door of the sitting-room and switched on the electric light. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. She stepped back quickly, and her hand knocked a wine-glass from the table to smash noisily on the floor. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been killed by a flash of hate.
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