" There was a brief, breathless pause. They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses. ‘Yes, miss. ’ ‘Je m’en moque. ” He said, his voice tinged with worry. ‘This is altogether insupportable!’ She dug a hand into the recesses of the petticoat of her riding habit and a moment later Gerald found himself once again confronting the barrel of her overlarge and tarnished pistol. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. You're on the way to big things. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. “I really owe him something of an apology.
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