A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. “I do not think so. Have you anything to ask me?” Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. She replied, “I don’t care to draw attention to myself, Michelle. “Here goes,” he said.
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