‘Aha,’ grunted Gerald with satisfaction, squinting up at the two open shutters on the second floor. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. She smiled and started for the stairs without reply. I tell you—never mind the bill. And ever after it struck him that her backward smile as she disappeared was charged with some special significance. “Shit happens, John. A true nun. ” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. He was completely, devastatingly handsome.
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