’ ‘Wait!’ Leaning forward, Hilary tapped on the panel. For whom had its sharp point been intended? Valade? Or perhaps his wife now that the girl had word of their marriage. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. Never! Perhaps some day, quite soon, she might regret that breakfast-room. But to choose this of all moments. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they were murmuring in French.
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