But his astonishment would have been great indeed had he known that not even her father had ever caressed her, either with lips or with hands. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. ” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. He began to tell me something—and stopped. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun.
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