Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. ‘I’ve never before made love at pistol point. It has been a marvellous day—and I am going to England. If you could see how it gives them souls, women who have taken things for granted, who have given themselves up altogether to pettiness and vanity. He stared at the woman depicted thereon for a long moment, awe in his head. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. He’s waiting. ” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed.
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