He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. Something seemed awry. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. . Here was an instrument which might be of the greatest service to him in accomplishing his design. “Think of the mockery!” she said. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder. ’ ‘In a somewhat roundabout fashion, if you ask me,’ came in a mutter from her old nurse, very much in her usual style.
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