“Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. Then Mr. ’ ‘What, even less delightful than Gerald?’ enquired Lucilla, her eyes dancing. “What ought you to do?” He began to produce his knowledge of the world for her benefit, jerkily and allusively, and with a strong, rank flavor of “savoir faire. Lucia dismissed the rumors, as it was not likely an archbishop would renege on his duties to become her personal doctor. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it.
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