” “I wish you good luck,” she answered. Lucy's grin faded. ‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. ’ ‘You know, Gerald,’ Lucilla put in thoughtfully, forestalling a withering rejoinder from the captain, ‘there may be something in that. I spent many happy days there. They had escaped from the New Prison, it is true; but the wall of Clerkenwell Bridewell, by which that jail was formerly surrounded, and which was more than twenty feet high, and protected by formidable and bristling chevaux de frise, remained to be scaled. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. “Well, my girl, I wish you had thought about all these things before these bothers began. She could no longer wait. ‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge. ’ He became aware of his friend’s face before him. . So, when I tell you she loves you, I know.
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