’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. “I’m thirsty. “Vee,” she said, “come home. He had, for the most part, been correct. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. “How do you feel?” she asked.
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