The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. . ‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. That's the sort of fool your nephew is!" "Not even a good time!" said the aunt, whimsically, as she stuffed the bills into her reticule. " "You did right," returned Trenchard.
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