‘And what the devil do you mean by demanding that I wait on you here? D’you
think I haven’t enough to do handling that caper-witted female’s affairs, without
dancing attendance on you?’
‘Don’t be cross,’ begged Lucilla, much to Melusine’s disgust. His cigar burnt out
between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. ‘He told me everything, if you mean Gerald. "
"No. “I don’t think she quite sees the harm of those people or the sort of life to
which they would draw her,” she said. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to
pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old
man, her hand held out. “Is your husband here to-night?” he asked. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of
warmth. " But Spurlock put up his guard. You made
that thing?”
“From a kit. He’s riding down the drive.
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