With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. When he returned, it was always the same. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter.
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