” She glared at him balefully. Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a lowered tone. "While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. ’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. He must be more or less of an age with this man. Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told. It wasn’t. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. ’ ‘You certain? She’s a thought too volatile for my money.
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