Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. “I drink your very good health, Sir John and Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “and I
wish you a pleasant journey back to England. I think I know where I am
puzzling you now——”
“Then for Heaven’s sake be merciful,” he exclaimed. I do not believe that you will marry David Courtlaw. ’
‘Yes,’ agreed Lucilla excitedly, ‘and she has been telling us how much of a
friend she was to your mother. ‘Couldn’t reconcile it with my dooty to leave you here—’
A thought made Melusine stop dead, turning to him. “Lucy. "In the
mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our
conversation. ”
There was a moment’s silence.
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