Then she reverted to the trousers. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. I'll call for you after lunch. ’ ‘Addlepated imbecile, Hilary,’ corrected Gerald calmly. Melusine started back, blinking. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. "It's more than I am," muttered Thames. Here we are.
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