’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. You seemed to me to be slipping and slipping, and your face was white. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her, the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in your eyes”. It slipped out—as did that “she”.
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