‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. “My dear sweet Lucia. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. I mean Miss Charvill no harm. Just then—I was nervous. Is Jack what Mrs. ‘It must seem strange to you at first. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. At first she could not tell what it was; but as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she recognized the old coat. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother.
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