I hate this part of the world. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. ’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her. He gave her silence in return. "For me—his master, Mr.
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