“That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. It was now whitening, hissing, and seething like an enormous cauldron. ’ ‘You speak it very well,’ Gerald said encouragingly. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye.
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