‘I am saying so,’ protested Gerald mildly. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. That's my maxim; and it's the maxim of every honest man. I felt his heart. "But what is an oath to you!" cried the widow, distrustfully. “Hello!” said Ann Veronica, with arms akimbo and a careless, breathless manner.
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