’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. They had changed identities absolutely. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. ” She nodded. ‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’ ‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary.
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