He was asleep when Jonathan entered, and growled at being disturbed. ‘I have only borrowed it. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. All these wonderful comrades, henceforth and for ever hers. But as the students sat about Miss Garvice’s tea-pot and drank tea or smoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes. The fact that she stayed on and risked being discovered so foolishly was a testament to something, but what? Lucy’s new form elicited stares and comments from acquaintances before even walking through the doors of Lincoln High School.
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