The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. She had discussed the general question of supplies with the helpful landlady. ‘Moi, je vais vous tuer!’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Gerald said through his teeth. . She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers.
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