"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. Afterwards we started for déjeuner in a motor. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. ‘Oh my God,’ uttered Gerald in some dismay.
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