” Lucy said softly. ‘Ah, now I may see what damage Gérard has done to me,’ she muttered, crossing to the table and putting her hand to the sore place at her neck. ‘You, soldiers,’ she yelled. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. I know. His lawful wife; but nothing more; beyond that she was only an idea, a trust. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters.
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