She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. "At the bottom of that big envelope I found this one. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man. “We settled long ago—we’re hard stuff. Very well, I give up. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. ’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. Michelle’s eyes were red and bloodshot.
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