Diane replied, “Is there something wrong with that, Michelle? This is my house too, you know. Or perhaps my father once. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. . Jonathan laughed scornfully. She still had her letter of credit. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. "But never mind who, or what I am.
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