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Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. After the twins were past the toddling age, Clotilde finally caught on when the children cleaved to Lucia’s breast when it was time to leave for a fortnight abroad. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields.

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