“Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Things that you and the nuns would not think about for—’ She stopped, biting back the words “for a young girl”. 55 <7> THE MANOR, 1349 They moved to the country manor in the autumn of 1349, when plague was still raging through the city. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. still a kid!” He said. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring.
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