" "What's the meaning of all this?" demanded Sir Cecil. “Why?” He inquired. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. Rats and things crawling all over. I went to the theatre that night. ‘Alors, you make a game with me, I see that. This is not the conduct of a jeune demoiselle. “Sold again,” she remarked. I tried.
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