Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. “Can you not understand? It is of no use your taking my identity and all the burden of my iniquities upon your dear shoulders if I am to be recognized the moment I show my face in London. “Want to see the upstairs?” “Sure. Come up stairs, and take a glass of brandy. *** Gerald vaguely noted that his junior leapt to his feet at sight of his former commander, and that Lucilla sat with her mouth at half-cock, dread in her face. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. Then, as she was in the act of turning reluctantly away, she noticed a thin crack between the door and the frame. And, if it had not been for a taste for plotting, which was continually getting him into scrapes, he might have been accounted a respectable member of society.
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