Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and lowered her hand rather slowly. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. The lines about his mouth gradually softened. She leaves town to-morrow. “I think that I know very well what I am saying,” she answered.
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