‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. ” He paused, and went on, after a keen look at her: “I had rather gossip to a really intelligent girl than to any man alive. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. The stench was cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved.
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