Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. “What’s wrong?” He asked as she shifted awkwardly. ’ ‘Precisely,’ Gerald repeated. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. There was no answer. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. ’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. It was bleeding again.
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