"To go a little further. There is Mr. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. The huge, newly remodeled brick house was crammed full of people reeking of beer, vodka, and tequila. “Nor am I now,” he answered. Had he but known it, his outburst had done him no harm in the major’s eyes. Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest. His glance came up again and met hers. ’ Gerald eyed her. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall.
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