Crouching down, Gerald waited, hands at the ready. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. And a custom had grown up of a general tea at four o’clock, under the auspices of a Miss Garvice, a tall and graceful girl of distinguished intellectual incompetence, in whom the hostess instinct seemed to be abnormally developed. Celestial Uncles! Spurlock chuckled, and a bit of chestnut, going down the wrong way, set him to coughing violently. A note of belligerency had crept into his tone. "I can't help thinking of Jack Sheppard's speech to Mr. Diane Vorsack was a disaster waiting for a place to happen, with a heartily established dislike for the Beck clan.
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