By following her he had discovered her secret nook in the rocks. She is a stranger to you. “All’s well that ends well,” he said; “and the less one says about things the better. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in a few minutes at his destination. ‘I doubt very much whether they are yours at all. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. I tore the marriage certificate from his pocket and burnt it. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. No; the future was not so dark; there was a bit of dawn visible.
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