Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and
shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making,
and a scattering of woollen threads about it. Basically a kindly man but made cynical and derisive by sordid contacts,
O'Higgins had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as unselfishness. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of
course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so
she can’t exactly complain. You’re not to go. “So she must have had you fairly young, right?” Lucy
nodded again. Where was the expected message from this
captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to
town. But she was not sure just how to reach it. ’
‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’
‘Mrs Sindlesham. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. ‘It is not easy. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?.
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