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‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. At last I tried a dramatic agent, and got on the music hall stage. He was wrapped in a loose dressing-gown of light material, and stood near the corner where the women's dresses had just been thrown down, quite out of sight of all the party, except Mrs. I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. In his desire to be emphatic and to avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more brutal than she had ever known him before. “This is mere nonsense, mere tongue-tied fear!” she said.
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