They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. ” “How old-fashioned of you, Lucy. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. ’ Mrs Sindlesham abruptly sat up straighter in her chair. . ’ Gerald looked round. I am five-and-thirty, and I have knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life.
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