Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. The child was still safe. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. ’ ‘What, even less delightful than Gerald?’ enquired Lucilla, her eyes dancing.
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