’ ‘That’s fortunate,’ murmured Lucilla. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. ” She blushed deeply. Have the goodness to affix your name to that memorandum, Sir Rowland. ” But after that neither ideas nor phrases had come and she had fallen thinking of the events of the day.
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