At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. “Lucy. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. How came you, Sir," he continued, addressing Sheppard, "to venture upon that frame. One day she awoke and he was cavorting about underneath the covers.
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