‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. However, if I've lost one servant, I've gained another, that's one comfort. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. “It isn’t quite that we’re toys. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight.
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