‘Have no fear,’ he uttered soothingly, reaching out to pat her free hand. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head. But none ever puts his foot on this boat. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know.
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