‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. It's a sorry world," he went on. "You tried to do something that was fine, and … and civilization would not let you. He turned in at the club. ‘I do not understand you. . ’ ‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham. Do you know, I envy you. It was then for the first time she remembered that she had said nothing to her sister of the man in the hospital. ‘I thank you. He believed me when I asked him to marry me. You’re such a strange girl. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended.
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