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All right. He stood with his hands in
his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “I think,” she said, “that I rather like what you have said. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in
the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had
been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their
clothing in bad need of repair. If you know
her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’
‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. Jove, he didn’t take to it kindly, I can tell you. “May I enquire,” he asked smoothly, “in what way my appearance contributes to
your amusement? If there is a joke I should like to share it. White, who held out her hand and beamed a welcome upon him. She walked over to them still
carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. “What do you mean?” she asked.
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