‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. CHAPTER XVI. These were his mistresses, Poll Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. ’ She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather unnervingly, on Gerald. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance. " "You'd better," replied Quilt. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me. Who is she, I say?” “My sister!” Annabel faltered. My, um, my curfew.
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