She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. "That's scarcely a fair question, Mr. Gerald lost his head. ’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve. Mind, I am anticipating events. I should have thought my note cleared up everything. One learns to sit up.
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