Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. "The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. ’ She focused on Gerald’s face. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. ‘You cannot be André Valade if you tell them I am one of this family. Gerald grinned. " Thus urged, Jack reluctantly departed. ’ ‘And she’d be right,’ Martha said severely. "The natives have foolish ways of saying things.
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