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‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. Part 3
At last the evening was over, and Capes and his wife had gone down to see
Mr. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. As they kissed goodbye, she hoped that he felt the
same reluctance to part. He
looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes
narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly,
and jet black. And yet he knew that his skill was equal to that of any fashionable practitioner in
Hong-Kong. As long as I live here, you stop fucking the
children and you stop trying to fuck me. "The whole thing in a nutshell!"
"Are there no men a woman may trust absolutely?"
"Hang it, that isn't it. He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had
so wrecked their tete-a-tete.
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