" The Wastrel laughed. "We work together no more. It is as if my lips had been sealed about them. Mrs. . “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. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. Answering him was agonizing. Gerald liked her enormously. Cathy had not even noticed that she herself was wet and trailing water everywhere.
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