192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. " "I don't unterstand you," returned Mrs. You're easy to please. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. Just as Jack gained the entrance, he heard a man's footstep behind him, and aware that the slightest indiscretion would betray him, he halted, uncertain what to do. ’ She pronounced the name with painstaking accuracy, Gerald noticed.
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