After occupying himself thus for the best part of an hour, he thought Jack must have given him the slip. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. I consider even now that the present colour is far less becoming. ‘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. I’ll have it out with him.
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