Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg,
dislodging her. ”
“I am delighted to see you all here,” Anna said smiling upon them from behind
the tea-tray, “but I shall have to ask you to excuse me for a few minutes. How many
nuns were there in England who might have occasion to spy on Lady
Bicknacre’s ballroom? The presence of the French refugees took on greater
significance. "Something worse, I fear," Wood replied. This key," he added, taking
it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. Wait a moment. Her
companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest
mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black
sheath by his side.
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