“I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. What an adventure! Of course, you'll bark your shins here and there and hit your funnybone; but the newness of everything will be something of a compensation. You don’t understand, Lucy, they just aren’t like that. ’ ‘Ah, but there’s the little matter of your presence here,’ said Gerald on a note of apology. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris.
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