She is called Madame Ibstock, you understand. "He has quite the air of one. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife.
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