Most of it had been
incomprehensible to her, or comprehensible in a way that checked further
curiosity, but the figure of Vivien, hard, capable, successful, and bullying, and
ordering about a veritable Teddy in the person of Frank Gardner, appealed to her. She crawled into her small bed,
dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. “You’re so cute. “But Sir John?” he exclaimed. ‘How is your plan now, mon brave?’ Melusine taunted. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of
fineness. Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast. ‘What, and miss getting myself murdered?’
‘She said she wouldn’t murder you. ‘Help yourself, Hilary. . I came to beg you instead to do
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