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’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. ” “Are you a detective or a doctor?” she asked calmly. It’s 180 endearing. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen countenance looked gloomier than usual. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. Miss Stanley hesitated, and took first one and then another of the constituents of this costume off its peg and surveyed it. She would have been amazed if John was even aware of any one of the incidents. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement. “I love you.
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