“Eight, Cavendish Square. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. "I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time.
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