He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. People, nobody, can do as they like in this world. ‘And it is me you dare accuse? It is yourself you should arrest. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile.
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