Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. Had it come already? Chapter XXVII JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN “Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’ ‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. You will sever ties with your own kin?” “Yes. ‘Moi, je vais vous tuer!’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Gerald said through his teeth. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. She kept her eyes closed. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation.
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