’ ‘Gérard,’ she said, giving the French version with a soft “g” and not quite managing the “l”. You two can talk in Lucy and Shar’s room for a few minutes. We shall have him on his return. She pointed hither and yon, smiled and shook her head. You may well say it's impossible! His Majesty's jail of Newgate is admirably guarded, I must say. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray.
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