It pained Lucy to see Mike eating so sparely. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. It would be swindling. She ran away after she had divined that Gianfrancesco had remarried. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. It was a simple wish. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. She could see that she was now the exclusive object of the boy’s attention. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. Her heart full of dread, she dragged on it.
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