His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Diane, more than a little envious of the girls’ youthful excitement, set Michelle's curfew at 10:30. In the struggle her cap fell off. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. Where was the message? Where was Gerald? Until he came back, what was there for her to do? Eh bien, it made no sense to do anything.
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