Twenty-one, twenty-two. ‘I am sorry to hear of your misfortunes. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve. ’ ‘Ah. Lucy inhaled deeply. He found Abraham on guard as he had left him.
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