After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. Mr. “I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. Get on, do. Lucilla broke across Melusine’s thoughts. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him.
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