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The Night-Cellar XVIII. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. Didn’t I say that this whole business of your camping in Remenham House was the one aspect I could not puzzle out?’ ‘You are very clever, monsieur Gérard,’ she conceded, although Gerald was amused by the grudging note, ‘but in truth it is not yet my house. The Semitic looking young man opposite, who seems to have been committing you to memory piecemeal, will tell you that he was never so bored in all his life as he has been here. You shall know the truth. All right really. \"You know what I like about guys, certain guys?\" Lucy looked in her direction again. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year.
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