We’ll run away together, we’ll elope. ’ ‘Sit down, Hilary,’ ordered Lucilla, and to Gerald’s amusement, her betrothed did so, perching on the desk close by and staring fixedly at the major. ’ The pathetic sob which accompanied the last word had a signal effect on two of the company at least. “We are both of us trenching upon forbidden ground,” she said.
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