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” “Ah!” Sir John exclaimed. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. I hate children. “Mary!” He whispered loudly. “I do,” he answered. The feeling of last days grew stronger with her as their number diminished. I would not have him know—now—for the world. I do not intend to be married, or to become engaged just at present. He yelled at the girls for neglected to hand Lucy a pair of shorts or a sweater while they stood around in shock. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. What right had she to call herself “Alcide”? It was abominable, an imposture.
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