’ ‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. To go to him, to console him! But she stirred not from her hiding place. At length she hit upon it: bubbling water. At this point a carriage with servants in sumptuous liveries was stationed. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast.
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