There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. ‘Speak, then. You are much more like what I was then. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. I don’t quite know why. ’ ‘Don’t be a little fool,’ Gerald snapped irritably. ” “But how did you tell him? You’ve never told me. He did not like it. ’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him.
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