‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently. ‘Allow me. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. “Ye Gods!” she said at last. I felt suddenly I understood you—as an intelligent person.
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