‘You do not understand, Gérard. . It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. ’ ‘I am a very English man,’ Gerald said. ‘What in the world is that?’ demanded Miss Froxfield. But he would die if he continued in this course. They got on wonderfully well together. . What need had she of Gerald, or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying, crying, crying.
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