I thought that you loved Paris and your work so much. Slash and cut as much as you please. She had no intention of fighting fair. Part 6
When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in
her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. She listened with growing apprehension to the
tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end
delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced
years. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding
between us," observed the woollen-draper. Off with you, Caliban! Fly, you rascal!"
"Mr. And so Misther Wudd lives near the Black Lion, eh?"
"He does," replied Thames. “Hey you,” he said affectionately.
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