’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. He appeared to be strangely uncommunicative, though I tried to draw him out. ” The official had no more to say.
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