’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Mr. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. Dump instantly complied, and as soon as Jack was removed from the sacred edifice, his person was searched from head to foot—but without success. There was every indication that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. John’s demeanor shifted.
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