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I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. “Lucy Albert. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. Jonathan shook his head. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you getting yourself into trouble?’ ‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. " "With a face as square and flat as a bottle of gin. " "Ay, and there's my liver.
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