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Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. Taking a firm grasp of his pistol, Gerald eased back, let go the handle of the door, and at the same instant, swung his booted foot. ‘Don’t be silly. But you must allow me to observe, my good Sir, that you're wholly in the wrong respecting my friend. It’s well hidden, miss. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. ” “Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked with a faint smile. The cloth nearly touches the floor. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. Nothing stronger than water has passed my lips for years.
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