Lucy sat in the back seat as the trio sped through intersections in the old sedan. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. ’ ‘Oui, mais—’ ‘You are, without exception, the most unprincipled, the most unscrupulous, the most shameless, immoral, devious—’ ‘Pardon me, sir,’ burst in Mrs Ibstock suddenly, her tone belligerent, bringing the captain’s tirade to an abrupt halt as he turned to glare at her. The vast area in front of Westminster Hall was thronged with people, and it was only by a vigorous application of their staves that the constables could force a passage for the vehicle. "His lordship desires me to say—ough! ough!" Fresh groans and hisses. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. She met his eyes for a moment, and could not interpret their expression. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. ’ ‘Did I so?’ Gerald said, amused.
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