’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. ” She roused herself from some dream at the word. ’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla. “No. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. When you don’t have any toes left, I take your precious little cock. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs.
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