"What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. ” “The school orchestra?” “Nope. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. "To-morrow it will be mine. Don't lay it all to the boy. There is no further hope. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’ ‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching out for the handkerchief.
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