’ ‘She is no longer a mystery,’ Gerald said. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. "You know not what you do. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. But it is all over now, and presently there will be some one else. " "All right. It seems only yesterday that she was running down the Avenue, all hair and legs. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel! But this is catastrophe. ’ Then he bowed, raising his hat in salute and, crossing to the coach, spoke briefly to its driver and leapt into it without looking back.
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