‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. They both listened intently. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. Spurling and Marvel. He had heard everything.
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