‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. If you’ve got anything to say, you must say it to your aunt—” “But look here, daddy!” He flapped the Times at her with an imperious gesture. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. “My word holds,” she said. The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside.
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