For the sort of love-making you think about. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers. He had reacted by laughing at her, informing her coolly that she was naïve in many things. ‘Gérard—’ ‘What now?’ he asked, rife with suspicion.
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