Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks. See paragraph 1. “I was lonely. But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures. A moment afterwards, the street was illumined by a blaze of torchlight, and a tumultuous uproar, mixed with the clashing of weapons, and the braying of horns, announced the arrival of the first detachment of Minters. "Have you got Jonathan out of the way?" he asked, in an eager whisper. She ignored his question. Presently. It lay undisturbed in the remotest corner of the recess. I have found you.
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