’ Relaxing back, Gerald folded his arms. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. Traversing Angel Court, and Green Arbour Court,—celebrated as one of Goldsmith's retreats,—he speedily reached Seacoal Lane, and pursuing the same course, which he and Thames had formerly taken, arrived at the yard at the back of Jonathan's habitation. 266 She peered up at him. “Who tied this scarf here?” he asked, looking up. “The real reason why I am out of place here,” she said, “is because I like men. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point.
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