’ For a moment Gerald said nothing at all. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. She came back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. Her head was downcast as she studied the museum-like exhibits of various dusts on the resilient tile flooring. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You should have gone to Charvill. ” The strain in her face was visible as she tried to remember.
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