Hill again—alive. Want to walk home today?
Lucy slipped the paper into her English textbook. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. These two elderly ladies would call her stark mad. Find your man, that’s the rule. He did not spend more time with her. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying
in the Avenue,” he said. At least, I hope so for his sake as
well as my own," he added, mentally. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large
scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it
was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an
interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. He heard the woman talking again.
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