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An ordinary type, of course—” Mrs. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. A broken laugh followed the action. Wood. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee.
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