I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Courtlaw opened his lips, but remained silent in the face of her imperative gesture. She was silent. ’ ‘I don’t, as a matter of fact,’ Gerald said decidedly, a frown creasing his brow. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs.
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