2. “Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. His skill has not been tried. Who is the beautiful intruder? And why does she disguise herself as a nun? Why is she involved in an enterprise both foolhardy and dangerous? The girl’s accent suggests an émigré but Mademoiselle insists she is English. He grunted, and his grip gave. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. “Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. Loose the wherry, and stand to your oars—quick—quick!" These commands were promptly obeyed.
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