’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. ‘Go then. The Frenchman was already being followed. Am I going to die?” “I am afraid that you are in a dangerous state,” Courtlaw answered gravely. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. ’ ‘You were quite as bad to me as I was to you,’ Gerald protested mildly, sitting down beside her. The word handsome was a little beyond her grasp.
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