The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. ’ Hilary’s brows shot up. I had a hunch. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. They've paid for their lodging. She got home every night in time to cook supper and it was good money. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. ’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. ’ A sudden thought brought a frown to her brow. He had an objective now. Or mad, just as the captain had said so many times. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. But you must come this way now. ‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West Kent Militia.
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