’ ‘You are perfectly correct,’ agreed Gerald at once. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room.
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