’ ‘Addlepated imbecile, Hilary,’ corrected Gerald calmly. ‘What do you want with me? Why did you catch me?’ ‘You intrigue me,’ he told her frankly. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. It might be that the boy had taken one drink too many, or someone had given him knock-out drops. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself. “And, you know, you’re altering us all. ‘Tchah! So you’re the whelp’s girl, are you? Suppose you’ve nothing but that villainous French in your tongue. ” Lucy chuckled at the sacrilegious comment, though it was a very old one.
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