” Lucy yanked him into the hidden door to Room 109, a door to the backstage that looked like the entrance to a broom closet. ’ ‘Comment? How will it serve you to kill me?’ ‘I do not need to kill you. I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque. They had scrubbed and dusted, torn down and hung up until noon. You see, aunt, it’s the only possible way for me to get a good degree in my subjects, and father won’t hear of it. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. It jars with all my ideas. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me.
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