‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. Skiing trip. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head. If she had any idea at all, it was something she dimly recalled from her books: something celestially beautiful, with a happy ending. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. .
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