Lucy wore it every day from then on. ‘To me, quickly!’ There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions. His progress, however, was checked by loud acclamations, announcing the arrival of the Master of the Mint and his train. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. “They mould one insensibly. Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her.
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