Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. The guards had great difficulty in preserving a clear passage without resorting to severe measures, for the tide, which poured upon them behind, around, in front, and at all sides, was almost irresistible. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “Would they make her Queen?” She asked innocently. “I’ll ruin your suit. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. ’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her. From what do you wish to be rescued?’ The girl fluttered her eyelashes, sighed dramatically and spread her hands. Can't I make you understand? Perhaps it sounds cruel to you; but we women often have to be cruel defensively.
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