Fast and Loose
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XXIII. “Dyed!”
“And your figure?”
“One’s corsetière arranges that. “I am under police surveillance,” she said. She was reasonably
certain why. ’
‘Well for him,’ remarked Captain Roding. "
"I, Sir!—I swear——"
"Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. ”
He paused. Someday I'll take you down there and have them rig up the coconut dance
for you. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier
quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding
cynically. Come home alone. I must bless him before I
die. You, for
instance, you live, you are not afraid to live. ’
‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. “Dinner is served, ma’am,” he announced to Mrs. She would not let her move.
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