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Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. The prisoner was then thrust in by Quilt. I don’t think any surroundings could throw a shadow on you. “Been and married?. Then he looked across at Mrs Sindlesham. Her aunt leaped unhappily to the thought of penitence. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald.
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