Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come
into contact—a natural woman. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her
chin. “If you speak—farewell. ‘I have no idea. You had better let me go
again. Besides, you cannot visit people armed with a pistol in London, you know. ‘The general himself?’
‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’
‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged. If you know
her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’
‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. It needs
cultivating, I think. ”
“Well!”
“He greeted me effusively. Winifred Wood was now in her twentieth year.
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