Aware of the footman hovering, and the hackney coachman’s curious eyes
looking down from his box, Gerald leaned a little towards her and spoke in a
lowered tone. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of
this in cold blood. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind
blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. Before you have lived—”
He became darkly prophetic. Why must her old nurse discover her
precisely at this moment?
‘What are you at now, may I ask?’ Martha glared at the footman. Restlessness, then, was the
trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. I’m going up
to London with the Widgetts to that ball. It’s your first evening, and early impressions do count for
so much. She flew up from her stool and faced
the door. It wailed at
Lucy, chubby arms reaching towards her, pleading. Ruth did not
reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. Abruptly the sterner look
vanished and she twinkled.
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