She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. Gerald stood quite still for a moment or two, listening intently. "But, it strikes me, I've heard that Mrs.
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