“I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. She answered him almost coldly.
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