Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. And it’s no use thinking he’d stop her. The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. She was always breaking rules, whispering asides, intimating signals. He first met her when he had caught her smoking behind the Joliet LaudrO-Matic one cool overcast day in late August.
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