We’ll have some buttered toast. Now go. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. “What ought she to do?” “Suppose you—” “Yes, suppose I—” He felt that his advice was being asked. She had tried to shift the subject of conversation away from herself and was even managing successfully until Chen the father addressed her. But the figure was evidently too intent on peering within the ballroom to pay any attention to what might be occurring outside. "Yes, Auntie! And to date you have cost me precisely sixteen thousand dollars— hard earned, every one of them.
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