. Well, kill me. \"What's that?\" Lucy asked. She glimpsed Chinese penury when she entered a square given over to the fishmongers. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. Such a mystery as you have set up. I’m not such a bad sort. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. So, why did you slam the door in John Diedermayer's face?\" Lucy did not look at her, but cocked her head skyward. "I shall value it highly, and will promise never to part with it. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp.
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