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“It is no good playing a game. He still watched her and questioned her. There was a stain of wine upon her dress. I must obey. The rest of the crowd followed suit with weak laughter. Leonardo he was my—’ ‘Don’t say it,’ Gerald cut in hoarsely. “Thanks, I’m not very fond of coffee,” Anna answered, “and I hate music. “Dear husband,” she murmured. And she had been doubting since that walk in the Zoological Gardens whether, indeed, he did simply care for her.
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