‘Never would he have gone to England. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only
a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. I know that in my heart I would take whatever he
gave. But I've an idea as well as you, grounded in some measure upon
Sheppard's story. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. Disappointed puppy-love, and all that. Shari entered the room in a damp towel, fresh from the
shower. Blueskin is booked. ‘Eh bien, does that mean that you will do it again?’
‘Not if I can help it,’ Gerald uttered, alarmed.
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