And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. Lucia watched in fascination as Isobella nodded at her, only three years older than she, nursing her son with a contented smile upon her face. It would not be possible otherwise to live in daily contact with this level-eyed, lovely girl without loving her. ‘You will not guess again?’ ‘No, no, I am quite out of ideas. But all of that was forgotten. So I dare say I was christened Jack. “Please, stay a while longer. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand.
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