Won't you, Jack?" "That I will," answered Sheppard, eagerly. “Why?” He inquired. ‘Gérard—’ ‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. His bravado waxed and he asked her to what would be her first date in nearly twenty years. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was all the same really. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. Gerald raised a questioning eyebrow.
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