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‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. But the orchestra had never had a finer hour, and everyone was aware of it. ’ And with that he went off to the City, stern and silent, leaving his bacon on his plate—a great slice of bacon hardly touched. Ask your own conscience. ’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least.
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