‘To find what?’ demanded Gerald. She shattered the edifice he was building up of himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless and consuming passion. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. The shock and distress were genuine.
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