” She felt, with a sudden horror, that she might weep. ’ ‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. ‘You wouldn’t know one end of a pistol from the other. I don't know what you have done; I don't want to know now. You’re dealing with me now, not Gerald. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had.
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