"There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. I have heard of you from my husband. And sometimes he overflowed with a peculiarly malignant wit that played, with devastating effect, upon any topics that had the courage to face it. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear.
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