’
‘Your plan, then. ’
‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. John knew better. ’
‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath. Could you come to tea at my rooms one
afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could
have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and
a box at the theatre. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade
moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed
the distance to the intersection. She could feel her body rebel against her actions,
convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother
in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing
across the rivers of her home. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. There was a long
silence between them. "I shall behold the shameless hussy, face to face;
and, if I find her as good-looking as she's represented, I don't know what I'll do
in the end; but I'll begin by scratching her eyes out. "
"Heaven have compassion on you, Rowland!" murmured his sister, crossing her
hands and looking upwards; "you have none on me. .
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