“A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. ‘How the deuce did she get out without me seeing her?’ ‘Took advantage of the distraction, cunning little devil,’ Gerald snapped, racing down the corridor. After all a thousand pounds is a trifle to rid you of an upstart, who may chance to deprive you of tens of thousands. Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. That is very certain. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. She would have just to keep the fifteen pounds until she could make it twenty.
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