\"Hi Missy, have you met Lucy Albert?\" Lucy contrived a smile. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. “I am going to break a covenant,” he cried. ‘Could she have been a spy, after all?’ ‘Oh, she’s not a spy,’ Gerald answered, almost absently.
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