‘But if there is one, how in the world did this mystery lady of yours know of it?’ ‘That, Lucy, is precisely the point that has been exercising my mind,’ Gerald said, turning his eyes once more to the group of French exiles in the alcove. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. The close-fitting round gown, if a little oldfashioned with its very narrow waist and wide skirts, was becoming on a full figure, and the low décolletage, unencumbered by any form of covering, exposed a good deal of bosom. As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. He changed his mind however, and simply motioned to her to proceed. What more was to be done? Frith’s investigations had proved fruitful, and the man was now keeping an eye on Valade.
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