I always thought Mrs. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. It was clear it must be to-morrow. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery.
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