" "You at least appear to forget that Mr. The evenings were dulcet and soft. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Reverse psychology or something, it’s like she was trying to draw him nearer by pushing him away. It wasn’t pretty.
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