Gerald swore. “What do you mean?” she asked. “I’ve broken off my engagement,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, and found her heart thumping in her neck. The inner apartment was rather gracefully furnished with a thick, fine Turkish carpet, a good brass fender, a fine old bureau, and on the walls were engravings of two young girls’ heads by Greuze, and of some modern picture of boys bathing in a sunlit pool. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. The major might not indulge in this sort of flirtation in the ordinary way, but he had seen enough among his army colleagues to know just how to go about it. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. Michelle looked at their reflections in the wall mirror.
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