The small predator subconsciously acknowledged the larger one. ‘Because I’m a female,’ declared Lucilla unanswerably. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. The veins in his throat and forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears. It was his turn to express astonishment. And she would have rushed to him, if she had not been forcibly withheld by her son. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love.
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