It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. And who knew if the men that Gerald had posted there would follow her to protect her somewhere else? In truth, where were these soldiers? She could not see them, although she assiduously searched the mist-shrouded square from the vantage point of the bay window in the large first floor room which had become her headquarters. ” She stopped with an air of interrogation. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. “How ridiculous! Fancy you with all that money! For heaven’s sake, though, do not go about playing the Don Quixote like this. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. She became more assertive, more defiant. . . Nice, of course. John exited quickly from the side of the stage and returned to where his mother and father sat. The will to live had returned. ’ She sniffed and swallowed. ’ ‘Unfair!’ echoed his junior.
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