‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. ” He said. ” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. ” He looked at her, his eyes illuminated by the glow of the dashboard. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. Would Gerald wish his friend to follow the man? He had hardly registered the decision that he had best do so, albeit with some reluctance, when his trained senses alerted him to an extraordinary circumstance.
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