H'm!" Over the desk, on the wall, was a map of the South Pacific archipelagoes, embossed by a number of little circles drawn in red ink. A radiant smile astonished him. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. ‘I kissed you once, didn’t I?’ Her pulses jumped and she stared. Too late now. ’ Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to London. “Oh good. That was what she was trying to make him understand.
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