I’m sorry Lucy. ” Hill staggered to his feet and drew a folded paper from his pocket. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. “My arrival appears to be opportune,” he said stiffly. “The fact of it is, and this absurd project of yours only brings it to a head, you have begun to get hold of some very queer ideas about what a young lady in your position may or may not venture to do.
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