Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but fitted in all the right places, he smirked. But there was no sign from her. Furious shouting, and the thunder of running feet. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression. There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him.
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