If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare. Sebastian slowed the car after they had traveled seventy miles into the countryside. “You are mistaken, David. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. ’ Hilary’s jaw dropped open, and he stood stupidly staring, the nun’s clothing dangling from his hand. I was orphaned a long time ago. And when she took and married that Mr Charvill, we didn’t think to see her at Remenham House no more. His voice now had lost its ironies. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room.
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