It had been her father’s surname, and it had sounded far more innocuous and American than Iovelli. ” She spoke like a mistress addressing school-children. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. “They mould one insensibly. But I will disappoint you. “I have no wish,” he said, “to altogether ignore the fact that you are my wife’s sister, and have therefore a certain claim upon me. “But I am your husband,” he said. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window.
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