“I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. ’ ‘But Gérard knows. Moored to the steps, several wherries were dancing in the rushing current, as if impatient of restraint. Lucy collapsed to the floor in a sob. I stole away and walked to the railway station. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions.
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