’ She bestowed a dazzling smile on Roding, who had reddened to the gills at these words. Only it was with a further and most unbelieving shrug of the shoulders that he resumed his seat. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. ‘Quite wrong, monsieur. And meanwhile, we’ll just have these no doubt potentially lethal little claws of yours out of harm’s way. Too close, he reasoned, for safety.
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