’ She put in her request for this requirement immediately on returning to the little parlour downstairs, and instantly fell foul of Captain Roding again. I am not sure, but I believe that he has just thought of something. I do want them. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. That was the glorious if bewildering truth. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald.
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