"Well, I'm glad she's spared this. Wood required little pressing. She is, in her way, a dear. “Yeah, where the hell were you? My friends would have driven you home when I came home if I could have found you. ‘He can’t be Valade, that’s certain,’ mused Gerald, unheeding. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice —“we DO please men. Gerald, I mean, not Madame Valade.
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