That dress is thirty years old, if a day. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. "Then we're imprisoned. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, mademoiselle, quite at your service. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were. He wanted to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. 1. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. ’ Lucilla burst into laughter and clapped her hands.
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