Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath. ’ A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. ‘Then I don’t advise you to visit Remenham House. ” He extended his hand. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it. Pretty good stuff, some of it. And she did not merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. ” “Nor I. ” Lucy reassured.
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