Much too formal for a cosy chat between old friends. It was impulsive and natural. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror. If I'd not gone mad, they would have hanged me. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. Vaguely she heard the distinctive sound of male voices as she saw Gosse dive towards the fateful pew. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently.
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