He donned his winter coat. ‘It does not matter, Jacques. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. She got up and unlocked the door. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. I wish some one would kill Ramage by accident!. Besides, Gerald would not for the world have passed up the chance of a little excitement.
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