’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. Nigel Ennison was he. . My dear—I can call you that here, anyhow—I know that. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. “Nothing so base.
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