‘Knowed it the instant I set eyes on her. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. The room was dark and dusty.
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