’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. " "That's not my game. She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother. Oh, it is unbearable. “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us. “Earning a salary!” “You’re like a Princess in Exile!” he repeated, overruling her.
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