‘What we have to find out is
whether or not the wretched female is in fact Lord Charvill’s granddaughter. The vicomte has, he say, enough femmes in his hands. I never have known you. I wish that it worked. Mrs. "
"My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. "
"No," thundered Wild. But I've stacks of books and a grand
piano-player. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns,
tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly,
instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment,
the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. ‘Gerald had to change
both shirt and breeches. ”
“And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling.
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