’ Gerald drew his breath in sharply as Lord Charvill took a step towards his granddaughter, thrusting out his head. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. But his eyes were on the Frenchman, and as Valade moved up the other road a little way, the lad shifted alertly, and swiftly closed the distance to the intersection.
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