’ ‘When you begin to tell the truth,’ Gerald told her severely, ‘I shall be happy to believe you. I don’t have to take this shit. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry.
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