” He commanded. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated. ‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. Still silence everywhere. She was noisy and hilarious and enthusiastic, and her hair was always abominably done. This was his sister, evidently in the last extremity. The cry was echoed by twenty different voices.
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