“My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up. ‘What the devil do you think you’re doing?’ protested Hilary angrily. " Jonathan gave utterance to a torrent of imprecations. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. The few whites he had ever known generally offered to pet him when they really wanted to kick him. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. ” “I positively insist upon knowing,” she declared cheerfully. "My invitation did not extend to them.
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