But no more of that. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. Gerald realised Lucy had taken the hint, for she dragged her betrothed towards the door. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. “It is about your sister, Lady Ferringhall. ‘Certainly you must have seen her. ” Anna moved softly to the window, and threw up the sash. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield.
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