She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. ’ Melusine could not regard this view with anything but scepticism. ’ ‘And if she can’t?’ asked Lucy. ” “It’s gone.
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