‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. The audience clapped more heartily. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested.
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