“Lady Ferringhall, sir. Selling out of the Army to take up his inheritance had spelled boredom to Gerald Alderley. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. But it’s very beastly. An unwelcome idea came to him. Imagine any one on this side refusing fifty bucks! Well, I'll be toddling along. Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked.
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