. ‘What happened, ma’am?’ enquired Gerald gently. 256 Lucy chose her words carefully. " So saying, he hurried up stairs, opened the back door, and was quickly in the yard. He felt the first sting of the whip. " Jack was about to comply with the request, when an unlooked-for interruption occurred. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.
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