Her mother
brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for
her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some
decidedly un-Christian. The old aspect of the place was gone. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the
wind veered slightly. Of course Nicholas was bound to give her a
French name. ‘Dare I
guess at the reason for your sudden interest in émigrés, Gerald?’
‘Lucilla,’ barked Hilary warningly. ’
‘That’s odd. ’ He bowed and
indicated the open door at the back of the hall. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra. "
"Come, Sir!" thundered the latter, "no trifling! Perhaps," he added, opening a
warrant, "you'll obey this mandate?"
"A warrant!" ejaculated Kneebone, starting to his feet.
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