Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering when they would flee to the country as so many other houses had done. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. . \" Lucy lied. ” “Did any one see you leave the flat?” he asked. "But what, may I ask, arouses the thought?" The doctor was in high good humour. Some of the delicate colour which the afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. "You've been quizzing my friend Kent, I perceive, in your Burlington Gate. Gerald saw her extract something and leapt aside, calling a warning to Hilary.
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