O'Higgins mounted the stairs, his step extraordinarily light for one so heavy. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. ‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. We hide it bravely, but so it is. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. To-morrow I shall come and talk to you again—of other things.
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