How could he have betrayed her so cruelly? How could he lie and claim her as dead? Sebastian studied her carefully as she refused to cry and became like a pillar of stone. A small voice greeted her, hissing. Lucy could see the anger in her silhouette, the punishments and the grounding being formulated for the now dead daughter. “But that’s not all. ‘And it may interest you to know, mademoiselle, that the first thing Gerald must needs do on reaching town is to rush off to that convent of yours to make sure you were safe. Strange!" he added, as the groom departed; "Bay Stuart has carried me through a hundred dangers, but never played me such a trick before. Then he went on: “—and, indeed, to most of the established things in life is, frankly, unsatisfactory. You can pull it over on everybody else, Lucy, but not on me. That—that isn’t living! You are beside yourself. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. But with the morning, the glorious unstained morning the passion of living would stir even the blood of a clod. CHAPTER XIV.
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