" There was a pause. I don’t want you to be sad. ’ He took his seat next to her, waving the fulminating captain towards the tray. Besides these, there was a sturdylooking fellow, whom he instantly recognised as the honest blacksmith who had freed him from his irons at Tottenham. The twenty pounds burned with avidity. True to her nature, Cathy had already offered John snacks and drinks of water twice by the time Lucy bounded down the stairs at 3:58. That is what marriage is to most young women: the ultimate escape from the family, from the unwritten laws that govern children. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. His science was a shared secret between them and she felt special to be trusted with them. She doubted how she stood toward him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify.
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