"Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. Who's the lucky boy, Lucy?\" Lucy looked at her slippered feet. It was long and narrow, with a ceiling supported by huge uncovered rafters, and so low as scarcely to allow a tall man like himself to stand erect beneath it. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. " "Where did you go to school?" Prudence asked, seeking a new channel, for the old one appeared to be full of hidden reefs.
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