She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. It must be the dawn creeping in. Lucy saw it happen as if in slow motion. She saw how overworked he was. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. No; she'd never go back.
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