gutenberg. I'm sorry. Gerald’s chest tightened. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. The man or woman who did something for nothing always excited his suspicions; they were playing some kind of a game. “Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply.
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