‘Where did you get that, miss?’ ‘It is the sword of monsieur le major. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. One transgression; he was sure of that. ’ She struck her hands together. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers.
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