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🎮 "We'll go there." Mrs. Gereth had picked up her gloves and her purse. "But the first thing," she went on, "will be to wire to Poynton." Mrs. Gereth looked dark and void. "Yes, but I hadn't heard from you then that you could invent nothing better than, as you call it, to send him back to her."!
🏆 "The lawyers can scarcely do the packing," Mrs. Gereth humorously remarked. "I can easily fancy what the Brigstocks say!" Fleda permitted herself to remark without solemnity.!
🔥 Download TREASUREBOWL "His engagement to marry? Why, it's just that engagement we loathe!" "But it's cured of that now," her companion added.!🔥