62 <8> A FIRST DATE WITH JOHN DIEDERMAYER The weekend began for her with that luxury of all luxuries, sleep. Now you can understand why I have been obliged to——” “Yes, yes, I understand that,” Courtlaw interrupted. Mr. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. It’s only as if I’d begun to know you the day before yesterday or there-abouts. ’ With an unexpected flush of pleasure, he recalled the girl’s antics. “Until a girl can go away as a son does and earn her independent income, she’s still on a string. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. Yet you knew that I was not dead. I want to hammer myself against all this that pens women in. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. The door to the room in question was closed. “There was a keg, hash, LSD, pot, you know, the usual. ’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration.
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