I have only just left Wych Street. No one in the world is beyond the shaft of scandal— we all catch it terribly sometimes. But I’m going to-day. Tell him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. “I didn’t blow up the house. ‘Ah, yes,’ Gerald said, jumping down from the coach and waiting for the fellow to let down the steps for Melusine, ‘I had forgotten about you.
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