A crowd
was collected round the fellow, who was rapidly disposing of his stock. "
"It is past," rejoined Lady Trafford, recovering herself by a powerful effort; "but
never allude to the circumstance again. "Who—who is the Marquis de Chatillon?"
"Your adopted son, Thames Darrell," answered Winifred. ”
She pointed with shaking fingers to a great bunch of dark red carnations, thrust
carelessly into a deep china bowl, to which the card was still attached. ”
Her eyes were lit with humour. “That’s suicidal bullshit, Lucy. I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. James's built for offices of the
meanest description. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival
of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read
for the first time. ‘I knows how to do better nor any
surgeon. That’s the fact about them. ’
‘Is she now? And what would you be wanting of her, may I ask?’
‘Because she knows something that may make this fool understand that I am
the mistress of—’ She broke off.
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