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Chapter XVII THE CHANGE IN “ALCIDE” “By-the-bye,” his neighbour asked him languidly, “who is our hostess?” “Usually known, I believe, as Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison answered, “unless I have mixed up my engagement list and come to the wrong house. To be sure, he was attentive, respectful; but in his conduct there was none of that shameless camaraderie of a man who loved his woman and didn't care a hang if all the world knew it. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. Gerald lost his head. After the day in the library, he constantly demonstrated his affections; Gianfrancesco had never done that. In fact he was thinking of other things. “Do you want some of mine?” “Yes.
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