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“No, he grabbed my hand. Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. She was sore and overstrung, and it was intolerable to her that he should stand within three yards of her unsuspectingly, with an incalculably vast power over her happiness. ‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned. It’s no good hiding it any more.
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