With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. Of all the entirely English women I know, you’re the only one with a French accent. “You see,” she said, very gently, “I AM going.
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