’ ‘Because I like you, of course,’ Gerald said promptly. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. “I feel justified then,” he said, “in annexing his chair. ” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence.
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