Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. ‘Can I not leave you for a day without you
getting yourself into trouble?’
‘Imbecile,’ she uttered faintly. . Valade stood his ground, holding the doorjamb, and facing up to the general. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life
depended upon the answer. The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was
deposited at the brink of the grave.
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