” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. The Church refrained from investigation only because so many of its high-standing members were among the most frequent guests, and because of a heady dose of Sebastian’s influence. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. “Mr. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir. Ennison?” “He spoke to me, thinking that I was you,” Anna answered. "I give you one minute for reflection.
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