G. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her. ‘Well, I thought as how someone in the house in Paddington might see me hanging about outside like. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain.
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