He grasped Lucilla’s elbow. All the turnkeys were assembled. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. Never did I need a rescue so much. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps.
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