’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. It's almost incredible. He remained listening attentively. " "That's the way it goes. " "You do not remember me, I dare say," observed the stranger. She taught me how to crochet and cross stitch.
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