"Why came
she here?"
"She could not resist the hand of fate which drew her hither," replied Sir Cecil,
mournfully. ’
‘I chose to come with you, miss,’ Jack interrupted more firmly. ’
Gerald eyed her. "Why do you laugh?" she asked gravely. ‘It does not matter, Jacques. ‘En tout
cas, it is not reasonable that I could be at all in love with him. His
stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed
they were not entirely true. He was looking pale and ill. A native of
Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a
sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the
Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except
his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. It was the first day you kissed me,
under the willows, coming into Veraz. Now what? There was an interest, or why ask
him who they were.
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