A male voice, vibrant with terror, yelled out hoarsely. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. Denis, did you say? I hope that no one of our friends has met with an accident. Mr. " "Jack, my love," cried Mrs. She was curious to know why he had boarded a dingy train instead of hailing a cab or his own private chauffeur like the others in expensive suits were doing. “You seem to forget that my sister is—married.
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