There stepped forth a tall brown man. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. ‘Thought it was downright wicked to keep you ignorant of your proper background. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. . But the relief from the strain of her immediate necessities was immense. “Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head.
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