She turned back to Gerald, holding out her hand. “I get that a lot. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. ’ ‘Yes,’ agreed Lucilla excitedly, ‘and she has been telling us how much of a friend she was to your mother. ” She went as far as her door, then turned to the window. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself.
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