‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’ ‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary. . I want to boast myself. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. ‘Jacques?’ ‘No. “What do you mean, Annabel? You only knew Mr. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. All my personal effects to be left in charge of the nearest American Consulate.
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