It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets. The inn was a military haunt. ’ Lucilla sat up. I do not choose the vicomte, for that would be foolish. Mr. She knew the truth of it all right. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice.
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