Or I should say—’ ‘Eugenia,’ cut in Gerald grimly. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. "You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. "Do nothing without consulting my father—your father, Thames," she implored. “What, you don’t think that you can afford it? Lucy, with your musical talent, you’ll get a full ride.
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