“Julian, please wait. He poured a pinch of tobacco into his palm and sniffed. In military circles, highly exaggerated tales of Major Alderley’s derring-do were bruited from lip to lip and passed on to raw recruits to strengthen morale. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. It is no crime, none at all. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. I’m not half smart enough for the West End. ‘But I’ve known that for years.
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