Chapter Two ‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. ‘Then we will beg. Perhaps her granddaughter might marry his grandson. ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. . . Or felt it. When I went I was refused admittance. I had to go at a moment’s notice. You really ought not to stay here and talk to us. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. Not wisely but too well. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the least conception, no more than a child. “She found my collection of witchcraft books under my bed and threw them away.
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