We close the chapter. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare.
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