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“Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Reaction set in and she leapt at him, beating at his chest with her fists. ‘Well, nothing,’ uttered her betrothed crossly, before Gerald could answer. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. "Oh! that I could live to see it," gasped Jonathan. Supper was spaghetti and Italian sausage that night.
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