"Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. ‘That is what she wants, is it?’ ‘Do you blame her?’ he said stiffly. "Manuscripts! Why, this chap is a writer, or is trying to be. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different.
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