His anger gave way to grim humour and he
thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in
his stockinged feet. And I have no doubt at all that there is a great deal of money in the
case. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may
even now have got scent of me. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the
words of the poet,
—The growth untried
Of that wide gap—
we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. ’ Then she frowned. A boy no older than she, Gianfrancesco’s cousin,
whispered what he would like to do to her when she stole
into the hallways near the women’s chambers to fix
herself. . Wood was
heard without, angrily demanding admittance. ’
‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. Dieu du ciel,
but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before
one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. ‘He destroyed the papers?’
‘That’s right,’ Roding said, throwing her a glance of frowning surprise, as if he
had not rated her intelligence so high. His ideas about girls and women were of a sentimental and modest quality;
they were creatures, he thought, either too bad for a modern vocabulary, and then
frequently most undesirably desirable, or too pure and good for life.
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