I shall count it a privilege. So there is no escape. And also she didn’t like them. Standing over the pierced Rhea, Lucy bayed, a long cry that was half-scream and half-howl. Gerald instantly took her arm and guided her back to her chair. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. The haste to send her upon her way now had but one interpretation—the recognition of his own immediate danger, the fear that if this tender association continued, he would end in offering her a calamity quite as impossible as that which had happened—the love of a man who was in all probability older than her father! The hurt was no less intensive because it was so ridiculous.
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