But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. ‘Oh, the Frenchie. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. I only want to know the truth, and I will move heaven and earth to have it set aside. Other phrases returned now, like echoes. Michelle looked like she was about to throw up herself.
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