”
“Your knowledge of our ways,” he murmured “is profound. He has told me
sufficient of you—"
"My dear," interposed Wood, "for goodness' sake—"
"I will speak," screamed his wife, totally disregarding the interruption; "I will tell
this worthless creature what I know about her,—and what I think of her. \" It was a lie:
Lucy ate one forced meal a day, supper. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of
that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her
father. Wood. He looked up to see an ancient coach making its ponderous way down the
street. Wild is sure to be up. ”
“I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me. “If only Sir John were not Sir John I would ask you
to come and have some supper.
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