’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said. “It spreads like wildfire. She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. The next weekend arrived and she made her decision. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said.
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