’ ‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. It appeared from what he said that he had been captured when asleep,—that his liquor had been drugged,—otherwise, he would never have allowed himself to be taken alive. Tell me a story—with apple-blossoms in it—about people who are happy. “You cannot seriously believe,” he said, “that at the present moment I care a snap of the fingers whether I have any dinner or not. That is what my mother used to call me. 1. I do not choose the vicomte, for that would be foolish.
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