’ ‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. She tried not to blush. Kneebone.
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