“Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. Here a little delay occurred. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. She turned her head to each side. ‘And what the devil do you mean by demanding that I wait on you here? D’you think I haven’t enough to do handling that caper-witted female’s affairs, without dancing attendance on you?’ ‘Don’t be cross,’ begged Lucilla, much to Melusine’s disgust. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. "Yes; he'll suspect nothing.
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