One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. He has been bottling it up all the way from West Kensington. The plank hung over his head. ‘But you know. I thought you understood. But this made the chase all the more exciting. Only promise me this. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. ‘No! Let me alone!’ ‘It is not safe!’ ‘That is entirely my affair, and not your affair in the least,’ she told him haughtily.
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