” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. It makes no difference. “Have you not heard?” she said. Courtlaw stood up. ‘Who has begun this but you?’ Gerald barely heard her. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows.
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