But it was otherwise with the carpenter. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. You have told me that you cared. But anything is better than this. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. Enchanted. ‘Pen and paper, do you have them?’ ‘Danged if I have,’ came the truculent response.
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