Where else could she go?’ ‘And there aren’t too many of them around,’ agreed Hilary on a gloomy note. ’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. I know you’re young but I think I, no, I know that I love you. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. But there was nothing in her bearing that a passer-by would have noted, to tell of the excitement that possessed her. Mr. ’ ‘Tchah!’ He glared at her. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign.
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