She didn’t trust Gianfrancesco, you know, she called him a ‘bad husband’. "But you've done well to trust me. ” “I sent a telegram to say I was all right. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water.
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