’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. “I’ve heard some even more entertaining news from the Orchestra grapevine too. . She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. My reply to all of them has been the same. “No!” Her thoughts had turned in a new direction. He jumped out of his own side once again and ran around the car to open hers in another theatrical display of chivalry. A deep roar followed this order, and several missiles were launched at the vehicle, which was driven off at a furious pace. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. His shirt also was unbuttoned, and disclosed a neck like that of an ox, and a chest which might have served as a model for a Hercules.
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