’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. There!" Out of the dark unruffled sapphire of the lagoon came vertical flashes of burning silver, singly and in groups. He drove her to the Beck house, pulling up behind Cathy's red Nissan. He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City without their doing things. ” 109 < 15 > AN AFFAIR TO FORGET, 1965 “What was your real Mom like?” Michelle asked when they were walking to school the next day.
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