The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. ’ Lucilla eyed him with one of those particularly feminine looks it was difficult for a mere male to interpret. On a small shelf near the foot of the bed stood a couple of empty phials, a cracked ewer and basin, a brown jug without a handle, a small tin coffee-pot without a spout, a saucer of rouge, a fragment of looking-glass, and a flask, labelled "Rosa Solis. There was a strained, eager expression on his face.
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