’ ‘I don’t want to think it,’ he said, and she thrilled to the savagery in his tone. These petals! I’ve been wanting to cry all the evening, cry here on your shoulder for my petals. ’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin.
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