‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. When he saw, his roars could be heard across the lagoon. Honestly, I never did. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. Under happier circumstances nothing would have given me more pleasure than to have offered you a home with your sister.
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