"How shall I get to you?" "My yacht is in the river. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement. ’ Gerald opened his eyes at her. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog. She shot a sudden glance at him.
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