This was rather too much to expect; for we all know, if Mr. “Listen to me. “I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. ’ Chapter Five ‘Now then, young Jack,’ Gerald said, turning to the lad, who was sitting in the place lately vacated by his self-appointed mistress, but in a state of far less relaxation. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Gerald perhaps would know how to find him. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. ’ ‘To be sure I do,’ said Gerald swiftly. Nice position. ‘I’m a soldier, missie.
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