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“You do not quite understand,” she said gently. She even hit the jackpot in 1952 when she found a photograph in a London issue of Vogue. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. We aren’t afraid; we don’t bother. And you know all about that shot. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. ’ ‘I would have done, only you threatened to blow off my head,’ Gerald reminded her, laughing. But I know very well that that word will never be spoken. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz.
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