"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. ’ ‘How do you do?’ Gerald said pleasantly, stepping from the pillared portico and coming down the shallow stairway. Bottles and glasses usurped the place of dishes and plates. “You remember the man in Paris who used to follow me about—Meysey Hill they called him?” He nodded. ” “I am convinced of it,” she answered. And if I don’t, I go mad. Lucy's grin faded.
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