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The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’ He sipped his wine and shrugged. He was never drunk in the accepted meaning of the word; rather he walked in a kind of stupefaction. “Or I know another one who wears cologne. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache.
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