His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. ” Lucy omitted the part where she “disappeared” him. And what a noise they made! This is how I used to call them. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform. Lucy spoke once they had turned the corner. I’ve accustomed myself to think of you— as if you were like every other girl who works at the schools—as something quite outside these possibilities.
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