Sheila was a stout woman, her bosoms huge, her face 110 wide and square. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. ’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. You’re trespassing again, and I’ve come to arrest you,’ Gerald said promptly. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. ’ Gerald gazed at her without expression. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh.
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