Then Valade—was the man as big a fool as Nicholas?—tried again. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. ‘You’re only making things worse, you little idiot. Lucy followed her. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you.
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