He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. ” “It is my wish to be alone,” she said wearily. A cool gray light illuminated small portions of the stone floor. “Then—then we can talk things out. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. Sir John hesitated, and then continued. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control.
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