\" Diane chirped once again, ever-musical. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. “I fail to see the joke,” Sir John said. But not today. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. “Well,” she admitted. If my conjectures are right, this boy would stay there indefinitely. And he had good reason before long to congratulate himself on his forbearance. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. It fits your style. Sheppard, so that if the blow had been stricken she must have received it. For you know that I have made up my mind to dig a little way into life single-handed.
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