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" There was a brief, breathless pause. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. He was helpful, but gravely dubious. Rubbishy novels and pernicious rascals. " And muttering some remarks, which we do not care to repeat, reflecting upon the consistency of the sex, he was preparing once more to depart, when Mrs. She saw it, and checked without thinking. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre.
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